Her
Gift
As I stood
in front of the mirror I couldn’t get Rachel out of my
mind.
“God she’s hot.” I thought to myself. She
and I had been together for a few months now. This was my first
serious lesbian relationship. Rachel was a little older than
me, and came into her sexuality earlier than I did. I had it
all set for tonight. Dinner reservations, a movie then out to
our favorite club for a little dancing. I was still nervous;
I wanted everything to be perfect.
When Rachel
walked through the door, my mind went blank and I began to fidget.
She’s always had this affect on me. She was 5 foot 10,
slender, but toned. Her hair was long, jet black, the greenest
eyes I’ve ever seen, and her breasts were an absolute
perfect D cup.
“What’s
wrong, Mandy?” She purred. I struggled for a response;
I didn’t want her to know I had made all these plans for
the night. She saw right through me and walked over. Her perky
breasts swayed gently as she sauntered over to me. She wrapped
her arms around me and pressed her soft lips to mine. My heart
fluttered as I kissed her back, our tongues entwining, tasting
each other.
She led
me to our bedroom as our kiss deepened. We entered the room,
our bodies still pressed together; she reached up and flicked
off the light.
The room was still lit, as the curtains were pulled open. Then,
reluctantly she pulled her lips from mine and began to undress
me.
Before
I knew it, I was almost completely naked, and she was kneeling
in front of me, tugging at my panties. She began to place light
kisses up my thighs as she pulled my panties past my hips. Her
kisses slowly moved upward, making goose bumps rise all over
my skin. She pulled my panties down to my thighs then let them
fall to the floor. She pressed her lips against my shaven mound,
my heart skipped a beat and I felt a moan escape my lips.
Just as
she had gotten me really hot and ready, she stopped and stood
up in front of me. Pressing her body against mine she kissed
me deeply, letting me taste myself. I brought my hands to the
hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. As I worked
on her bra, she removed her slacks, revealing her hairy mound.
She never wore panties. As her breasts were released she pushed
against me firmly, causing me to fall back onto the bed.
She pounced
onto my body, and kissed me again. Her breasts rubbed against
mine, her firm nipples pushing against my soft skin. Her kissed
moved down my neck and around my nipples. I let my hands trace
circles around her back as I squirmed underneath her.
She moved
her way down my body, to my sweetness. She slipped her hands
underneath my thighs and pushed upwards, forcing me to spread
my legs in front of her. She kept her eyes licked with mine
as her tongue began to probe my pink pussy again. The waves
of pleasure traveled up my body as she found my swollen clit.
She slowly inserted her middle finger into my tight wetness
as her tongue rolled over and over my clit.
My body
grew more and more tense as my climax peaked. I was grasping
at the sheets as my moans grew louder and louder. Rachel joined
in, her moans muffled as she ravished my pussy. I grabbed her
hair and pressed her face deeper into my folds as I came, covering
her face and tongue. My body quivered as my climax began to
subside, her tongue still rolling over and around my clit. As
my movements slowed she crawled up my body and kissed me again.
My juices on her tongue mixed in our mouths.
“Happy
anniversary, lover” she moaned lightly.
I had completely
forgotten about that!!
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