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In the bedroom, Cheating Lesbian immediately draws Denise into her arms
and begins kissing her. Cheating Lesbian s gentle but demanding lips slide
from Demises mouth to her cheek, then to her chin, her throat,
her shoulder. Cheating Lesbian then kisses the back of Demises neck, and at
the same time she slides down the zipper tab of Demises dress.
Her fingers stroke across the straps of Demises bra.
Denise shivers with delight. Her nervousness has changed to
erotic excitement. She’s forgotten all about the women
downstairs, forgotten about Kristy for whom the party ostensibly
has been arranged. Cheating Lesbian deftly unhooks Demises bra.
Oh no,
 Denise murmurs. Resistance. A sudden realization
she ought not to be doing this. Not in Kristy’s house.
Come on now, Cheating Lesbian purrs. You want me to undress you.
I don’t know. Denise writhes in Cheating Lesbian s embrace. Cheating Lesbian keeps planting quick kisses on Demises face and neck
and shoulders. You want me to, don’t you Let me look at your
breasts. I bet they’re as sweet as candy. She begins pushing
Demises dress down.
Denise quivers. She’s turned on. Anytime a woman talks about
her breasts, it turns her on immediately.
As if reading Demises mind, Cheating Lesbian says: I want to suck your
nipples.
Denise feels the wetness in her pussy. The bodice of her
dress drops to dangle at her waist, and Cheating Lesbian lifts her brassiere
away.
Beautiful, Cheating Lesbian says, her voice husky as she gazes down at
the pink spike like tips that project from Demises small
girlish looking breasts. Denise is past thirty, but her breasts
don’t show it. She’s the sort of femme that always drives Cheating Lesbian crazy: pretty and blonde, her body delectable.
Cheating Lesbian rubs her hand tenderly across Demises breasts, causing
the conical mounds to tremble, exciting the nipples even further.
Denise is wildly aroused. She’s amazed at herself. She came to
the party depressed, not expecting anything to happen. This is
supposed to be Kristy’s evening, and now here she is enjoying
herself with Cheating Lesbian. So unexpectedly with Cheating Lesbian. She’s always been a
little afraid of Cheating Lesbian , afraid of Cheating Lesbian s toughness. Cheating Lesbian
bends her head and turns it sideways. Her warm wet mouth
captures the tip of a breast.
Denise moans as she cradles Cheating Lesbian s head in her hands. Cheating Lesbian
moves from one breast to the other, her tongue working,
her lips sucking and nibbling. Denise feels a glorious ache in
her nipples. Her pussy is fast turning into a swamp, and if this
ever gets to the point where her pants come off, they’ll
certainly be soaked.
She wonders if Cheating Lesbian is as excited as she is. Imagining Cheating Lesbian
wet increases her excitement. She once heard Noelle brag about
making love to Cheating Lesbian. Denise trembles as she imagines it. Cheating Lesbian
is so
tough.
As she continues licking and nibbling at Demises breasts, Cheating Lesbian tries to push the dress the rest of the way down.
No, it goes up,
Denise says. Cheating Lesbian chuckles, straightens up and takes a firm grip on the
dress at both sides. She pulls the dress up, peels it off
Demises body.
Now Denise feels marvelously wanton and voluptuous. She can
hardly wait for Cheating Lesbian to get her on the bed. Cheating Lesbian looks at the package she’s unwrapped. Demises straight
blonde hair falls back in shining splendor against her shoulders
as Cheating Lesbian tosses the dress away. Denise wears a short blue half slip
with lace trim at the hem. Cheating Lesbian resumes kissing Denise all over
her face and neck and shoulders. Cheating Lesbian s lips touch Demises
eyelids, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, her jaw line, the point
of her chin, and then her mouth slides down Demises graceful
throat.
Denise has never felt so adored. No woman ever turned her on
like this. Her last lover certainly never showered her with
affection like this. And Cheating Lesbian is so butch. So deliciously butch.
Her touch is so deft. She knows exactly how to kiss every part of
her to produce the most voluptuous sensations possible. Cheating Lesbian s hands slide down Demises sides to catch the top of
her slip. She lowers the flimsy garment, and once it passes
Demises hips, it falls the rest of the distance to pool at her
feet.
Denise wears blue bikini briefs, cut high at the sides, and
over that a skimpy blue lace garter belt to hold up her beige
hose.
Fabulous, Cheating Lesbian says.
Denise blushes, excited by the way Cheating Lesbian looks at her.
Demises last lover was the one who taught her to wear totally
femme lingerie. Demises reward is the look of open lust in Cheating Lesbian s
eyes. Cheating Lesbian suddenly drops to her knees.
Denise moans. Oh, darling.
Trembling with delight, Denise gazes down and watches Cheating Lesbian kiss her smooth belly. Each kiss warm on her skin.
Cheating Lesbian s tongue
snakes out to lick her navel, then slide along just above the rim
of her garter belt.
A thin strip of bare flesh shows between the elastic top of
her panties and the lower edge of the belly band. Cheating Lesbian s index
finger hooks into the elastic and draws it toward her. She gazes
down into Demises pants. She’s been hoping Denise is a real
blonde, and now she discovers its true. The hairs aren’t merely
blonde, they’re as light and as delicate looking as corn silk. Cheating Lesbian
stretches the panties further forward and digs her face
down inside them to kiss the golden fluff.
Denise moans. Cheating Lesbian. Oh Cheating Lesbian works the panties down, bunching them at Demises thighs
where the garter straps prevent any further descent. The crotch
of the panties are now turned outward, and without hesitating, Cheating Lesbian leans forward to sniff at it. Then her fingertips browse in
the blonde patch, her forefinger delicately separating the lips
to expose the top of the pink slit, the sheath that covers
Demises clit.
Denise is shaking with pleasure, unsteady on her legs. Cheating Lesbian seems to know everything.
Cheating Lesbian knows how to treat a femme.
Let me lie down, Denise begs. Cheating Lesbian helps her. She gets Denise on the bed stretched out on
her back with her legs hanging over the edge. They hear music
from downstairs. Maybe more women have arrived. Denise doesn’t
care about anything in the world outside this room. Anything away
from this bed. Anyone but Cheating Lesbian. Cheating Lesbian kneels on the bed and quickly opens the garter clasps
that hold Demises stockings in place and trap her bunched
panties. As soon as the garters are loose, Cheating Lesbian pulls the nylon
pants the rest of the way down Demises legs.
What a hot sweet baby, Cheating Lesbian thinks. Denise is more responsive
than she expected. Totally femme. Like a dream, really. Cheating Lesbian is
always a bit intimidated by femmes as pretty as Denise, but this
time she’s too enraptured, too determined to give Denise the
pleasure she deserves.
She removes Demises pumps along with her panties. She gazes
at Demises blonde little pussy as she draws the stockings down.
She cant see all of it yet, only the blonde fluff and part of
the slit where the fine corn silk hair thins out on the lips.
Nothing will remain hidden for long.  Cheating Lesbian wants to open her
like a picture book. And she does so, firmly but tenderly,
pushing Demises thighs wide apart so the cool air kisses her
moist warm pussy. The lips separate, the petals open, the pink
garden is revealed. Cheating Lesbian sucks in her breath as she gazes at the gorgeous cunt.
Most of the hair is above it on the pubis, only a sparse fringe
extending down along the sides of the puffed slit. The fleshy
folds are a fresh bright pink, slick with moisture. Little
droplets are visible on the lips. The inner slit is open, begging
to be filled by fingers or a tongue.
Tongue first, Cheating Lesbian decides. This one should be tasted
carefully.
God, you’re beautiful, Cheating Lesbian says. What a lovely pussy.
Denise moans, her pelvis jerking as though to encourage Cheating Lesbian.
A dollop of cream seeps out of her vagina, and Cheating Lesbian shudders with
lust as she gazes at it.
She lifts Demises legs, places them over her shoulders and
bends to the fountain.
Denise is wild with excitement. Her previous lovers never
turned her on as much when they went down on her. Threes
something about Cheating Lesbian. Something special. She cranes her neck to
watch Cheating Lesbian s face as it approaches her cunt.
As Cheating Lesbian bends closer, she inhales Demises delicate musky
fragrance, a mix of cologne and her natural scent. Cheating Lesbian s hands
slide down the undersides of Demises up tilted thighs, until her
thumbs are on the larger lips of Demises pussy. She strokes the
labia gently, wiggling the pliant flesh as she gradually opens
Denise further.
Denise groans. She wants to churn her hips, but she forces
herself to remain still. Cheating Lesbian s thumbs crawl into the wet folds of flesh, and she
opens the mouth of Demises vagina until its nearly round.
Demises clit is erect, a fat little pink pearl with a gloss of
moisture on the tip. Cheating Lesbian imagines she can see the clit quiver.
Now she hunches down close to the pussy with her mouth, and she
blows gently into the pink dripping opening.
Oh god Denise moans, her hips giving an involuntary jerk.
Realizing Denise is on the edge, Cheating Lesbian firmly fastens her
mouth to the wet cunt, her tongue sinking into the sweet hole as
far as it can reach.
Denise comes, bumping against Cheating Lesbian s face, wailing with
bliss. Her legs wind tightly around the back of Cheating Lesbian s neck. Cheating Lesbian
grips Demises ass and squeezes it, her tongue working in the
spamming pussy.
This first orgasm is intense but brief. The moment Demises
legs slide away, Cheating Lesbian rises and gets Denise turned so that she
lies fully extended on the bed. Standing beside the bed and
gazing down at Denise, Cheating Lesbian quickly strips off her clothes.
Demises eyes are closed, her mind still dwelling on the
orgasm. When she opens her eyes again, she sees Cheating Lesbian stepping out
of her jeans with a long blue dildo extended from a harness.
Denise giggles. You’re wearing it Cheating Lesbian takes the latex cock in her hand. I thought you knew.
Vie never known anyone who wears it
Cheating Lesbian shrugs. Saves time, doesn’t it
Denise gazes at Cheating Lesbian and her cock with bright eyes. She
wonders how it will feel inside her. She wants it. She wants Cheating Lesbian.
She wants Cheating Lesbian s cock. Cheating Lesbian loses no time now in completing her possession of this
exciting woman. She always packs a cock when she goes to a party.
The way Denise responded to her tongue means Denise is capable of
much more. Cheating Lesbian climbs onto the foot of the bed, and she carefully
lowers herself between Demises waiting thighs.
Denise lifts her knees, her arms closing around Cheating Lesbian s
shoulders. Cheating Lesbian says: Want it
Yes
Tell me.
Stick it in.
Really tell me. Talk dirty.
Denise blushes. Stick your cock in my pussy.
That’s good, Cheating Lesbian says, keeping her hips high to tease
Denise. But say it another way.
Oh god, fuck me Denise cries. Cheating Lesbian gets the tip inside her. Then more of it. Then she
slides all of the latex cock into the receptive passage, the full
length of it into the slick warm flesh.
Denise groans as she feels her tissues stretched. She’s
thrilled to be penetrated by Cheating Lesbian. She never expected this. Not
this evening. Not ever. Cheating Lesbian always seemed so distant. But not so
distant now. Cheating Lesbian is churning now, gyrating her hips as she slowly
slides the cock in and out of Demises vagina. With each in
thrust, the base of the cock grinds against Demises swollen
clit. Cheating Lesbian knows everything. Cheating Lesbian knows more than any lover Denise
has known.
Demises cries and murmurs are music to Cheating Lesbian s ears. She
loves making a femme come like this. She increases the intensity
of the fucking, whipping her hips, twisting them, her cock
dancing in the tight little hole. Oh yes. She imagines she can
feel the heat in there. Denise pushes herself up on the balls of
her feet. She’s as wide open as a woman can get, taking all that Cheating Lesbian
gives her. Cheating Lesbian is on her now, a hand squeezing one of
Demises breasts, squeezing the flesh, fingers twisting the
nipple, ramming harder as Denise starts to come.
Denise cries out. Cheating Lesbian keeps fucking her.
Denise comes hard, a long bone rattling orgasm with her legs
up and her toes pointing at the ceiling and her hips pumping at
the latex cock embedded in her spamming hole.
Later, as they lie in each others arms, Cheating Lesbian says:
Marry me.
Denise whimpers. I thought this was Kristy’s party.
Never mind that. Marry me.
Denise quivers. Anytime. Then she snuggles her face
against Cheating Lesbian s body and she takes one of Cheating Lesbian s breasts in her
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