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First, she lay Veronica on her back, and gently spread her legs wide open. Kyla brought the nub of the plastic cock to nudge against the other woman’s cleft, slowly pushing it between the flowered petals of her outer and inner labia. It then sank in deeply with one long, slow, oozily sliding thrust, and in response Veronica gave a shuddering gasp and wrapped her legs around Kyla’s hips, crossing her ankles over the taller woman’s back. Veronica drank in every detail of being taken in this way, being turned on even more by the realisation that the woman fucking her was wearing her own red boots – and, shit, did they look good! Kyla began driving the dildo in and out of Veronica’s pussy in harder, faster and deeper penetrations, as Veronica moaned and begged her for more. Kyla firmly rode her new-found sweetheart all the way to the crest of another explosive climax, and then withdrew the dildo and used her mouth to lick up the cunt-juices – and so stimulate Veronica even more.
As if that was not enough satisfaction for one night, Kyla gave Veronica’s leg a shove, indicating without words that she should roll over onto her stomach. When she did so, Kyla swung across to kneel between her lover’s outflung legs, and reached forwards. Grabbing Veronica above her hips, she hauled her pelvis backwards so that the smaller woman was kneeling with her ass thrust up in the air whilst her tits and face still rested on the bed. Veronica gave an intake of breath in anticipation, luxuriating in the feeling of her cunt being so accessible, so wide open, so utterly fuckable.
‘Aaaaaa! Yes, ooohhh!’ she sighed, as the plastic phallus re-entered her from this new vantage, pressing against her vaginal walls in a different way, and rubbing her clit from a fresh angle. Being taken doggy-style (which Veronica was to discover was her favourite position for receiving a dildo) was such a turn-on, that quite quickly she had another climax and then, Kyla not having paused for a second in her rhythmic shafting, an amazing third. After this, Kyla unbuckled the strap-on, and she lay underneath the smaller woman in the 69 position, as they again explored each others’ cunts with both fingers and tongues. Two more climaxes each – the second, by mutual agreement, timed to take them both simultaneously – at last left them satiated (or, at least, satisfied for now).
Veronica’s mouth was full of Kyla’s sweet-tasting cunt-juice from the final orgasm, and she swallowed it down whilst reversing her position, bringing her head to rest on the pillow next to the other woman. Kyla gently stroked the nearer of Veronica’s breasts, telling her new lover how cute and perfectly-shaped they were, and that she just adored them. Veronica was both thrilled and amazed, and replied that they were so much smaller, hefting and squeezing one of Kyla’s tits to demonstrate her point. However, Kyla was dismissive of what she called her ‘balloons’, saying that they caused constant problems and had always brought her unwelcome attentions. Ever since they had swelled out in her teens, she had been pestered by boys and men, all of them convinced that if only they got their hands on her tits and give them a good grope, she would spread her legs for them like some simple child’s toy – press a button here, and it pops open there.
‘Well, I like them – very, very much’, whispered Veronica, sliding down a few inches in the bed so that she could rest her face again the fleshly pillow of Kyla’s bountiful mounds. She added in an apologetic murmur: ‘I know that I don’t look as hot as you do.’ However, Kyla would have none of this self-deprecation. At once, she responded to say that she had always thought Veronica was sexy – that she had always been attracted to slim, cute, innocent-looking girls, and Veronica was just her ideal type.
‘Do you remember that time, just after I moved in, when you were staring at my pussy?’ Kyla asked, as Veronica blushed at the vivid memory. ‘It made me wonder if I might have a chance with you after all – and I already really wanted that, just after the first couple of days! Do you remember what you were wearing then?’ Veronica shook her head, and Kyla continued with enthusiasm: ‘It was your smart black boots, that grey pencil skirt that just highlights your hips and ass, and a cute pink bra – you looked so good, I thought you must have noticed that my pussy was almost dripping wet! I had to run into my bedroom, lock the door, and do myself with the vibrator on top setting, you got me so hot! And then, you tantalising minx, you kept going cool on me one minute, and then doing things like wearing those pink towelling shorts, or bending over in that short wrap that you had on just now – once, when you did that with no panties on underneath, I could see everything!’
‘Did I do that? I don’t remember ...’ replied Veronica doubtfully, but with a warm smile Kyla nodded firmly, and replied: ‘Oh, yes! You’ve been a terrible tease, even if you don’t realise it!’ In the cooling air of the early hours – it was now about 2.00 a.m. – they snuggled down in Veronica’s bed, under her warm duvet; it had not needed any discussion to know that they would spend the night in the same bed, and indeed the nights to come as well. The two young women continued to whisper small talk for a while, interspersed with loving endearments, until they both fell asleep with smiles on their faces.
And so, after this night of discovery and release, harmony descended upon the fourth-floor flat. The only domestic friction that now remained was the rasping gasping tribbing of pussy against pussy, and the pulverising pistoning of a strap-on dildo ramming in and out of a sopping vagina. For several weeks, the two women spent each evening exploring each other’s bodies and sexual tastes, and each night lay exhausted and entwined in each other’s arms and legs – contented, replete and secure, as the blaze of sexual attraction turned into the steady flames of affection and love.
I would have told you that they stayed together indoors every Saturday night from then on, but recently that is no longer true. Wearing their finest, they’ve ventured out on the town together, cruising the lesbian bars and clubs. Kyla’s tits catch the eyes of every red-blooded woman, as well they might when so much of them is put on view. But Veronica easily gets her share of interested looks as well, for – as Kyla is the first to say – she looks hot when she takes the trouble. In sheer white hold ups and pink shorts so brief and tight that all of the stocking tops are visible, her favourite red boots and a clingy white lambswool top that might be sprayed on, leaving no doubt that she wears no bra, she is an alluring and arousing picture of girlish pleasure. The voracious pair are trawling for sexy single lesbian girls or female couples to take back to the flat and fuck on the two double mattresses that lie side by side on the floor of what used to be Kyla’s room (but now, since they sleep every night in Veronica’s bed, has been reorganised as the romper room). If you should happen to be in Edinburgh, then look out for them, ladies – and, if you’re lucky, very lucky, then you might be taken to their love nest this Saturday night!
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