Tawni 's tarradiddle
Chapter 1 - A Pleasant first light

‘ I'm awake. ‘

‘ Where am I ? ‘

‘ What happened last night ? ‘

‘ Why do I smell like sex and alcohol ?'

‘ Oh, no. Did I go plate with someone last dark ? ‘

This way doesn't expression familiar. I'd never have pall like that and this bed feels way too expensive for a college student like me to consume. So, it must be someone plenteous. Ah, damnit Tanya ! Think girl, think. Okay, what was the last thing that I remember from go dark. OK, Suzie… Who's Suzi- oh, my roomy, that's right wing. O.K., Suzi, she took me to…to a club….and we…damnit, I just don't remember a fucking thing after that. Maybe if I just go back to catch some Z's for a little bit, I'll remember when I wake up.

‘ Okay, here we go. Count the sheep down.'

‘ 10….'

‘ 9….'

‘ 8….'

‘ 7….'

‘ 1….'

"Mmm."

….

"MMMmm….oh god."

….

"Oh- *gasp*."

‘ Wha ? What's going on ?'

I open my middle again, still the Saame elbow room. It just looks a niggling brighter outside. There's nobody else in the roo-

"Oh god !"

Suddenly, I feel something rub on my pussy. Now I'm concerned. What's going on ?

I look down at my fundament and don't see anything. That's Weird I could have sworn that I-

"Mmmm ! Oh what the hell was that ?"

I sit up quickly and look down at my waistline. There's a small bump where my snatch would be. I rest my hired man on the bulge and suddenly feel a sudden shock of pleasure.

"Ohhh-what the hell ?"

I look under the covert to see someone's head down next to where all my mysterious impression of arousal are coming from. The head looks like there's a crib arse attached, and I have a sting of regret. Did I seriously go household with one of those pretentious hipsters from the club last night ?

But as soon as the person raises their head, one fearfulness vanishes, only to be replaced by another. At first all I see are eyes. Very oceanic abyss browned oculus that are almost completely dark. The face slowly comes out of the darkness and comes into the illumination. The nose is wide ( but not too wide ), with a small upturn at the tip. Their backtalk look moist and almost completely pink. Their hair is long and dark, but pulled back. It looks muffle from perspiration. Once I can see their face completely I noticed-

"You're a girlfriend ?"

Wiping her sassing with her index number finger and then sucking my juices off of her finger, she gave me a quizzical smell, then reached down with her hired man between her pegleg. Hey eyes flutter briefly as she lets out a luminance moan.

"Mm, last time I checked I am,"she smiles at me, making me feel nervous.

"Bu-but, I mean, I'm not a- a- a- les-,"I try to stammer out a response to this sudden turn of events.
She just smiles again as I'm trying to explain myself and reaches her hand between her leg again, but this time, only for a moment, then put her finger up to my lips to shush me. I smell an intoxicating olfactory property of her sex. She pushes her finger against my sass harder, until her finger's breadth is inside my mouth. I can't helper but figure out it.

A quick lick of her finger's breadth suddenly turns to a suck, desperate for more than and more. I now need that taste. She notices me sucking on her fingerbreadth instantly and starts to pluck it out of my mouth, much to my disheartenment and pouting.

"Don't trouble honey,"she whispering at me."You'll get your act soon enough."

She pulls the covers over her caput and disappears. Where did she go ? Who was that ? Why is she-
"Oh. Mm, yes, Thomas More. More of that."

I felt her tongue drag down from my pinch bone and conduct down and then her lips attached themselves to my very sensitive right nipple, sucking gently.

Listening to my commands, she continues to suckle on my breast, but also adds the use of her tongue, driving me absolutely wild. The mysterious night haired woman takes it to the following gradation and lightly bites at my perky and completely erected nipple.

"Ohhh. MMmmm. Just like that."

"Mm, you like that then,"her soft voice radiates from under the covers.

I hesitate to suffice, but ultimately just susurration,"…yes."

As an prompt response, she starts to attack my left tit, nibbling and sucking and licking, leaving no inch of my skin untasted.

I start to pant loudly, enjoying what this woman is doing to me, what she's turning me into. I let a loud moan escape my sassing signifying my extreme pleasure as to the job she's doing. As soon as I do so, suddenly, she stops.

"Wha- what,"I question, wondering if I did something damage."Why did you stop ? Was it something I said ?"
Still, no response. My judgement suddenly started to sink from it's sexual high, and I start thinking about what's going on. This is a beautiful woman ( who obviously knows how to please another woman ) and she took me home for the night. What did we do last night ? What did I do ?

I start to think out loud, half talking to her, one-half talking to myself."I- I- I'm not a lesbian. I'm not even bisexual. I'm just a rule girl, who likes guys. I just made the bare mistake of going home with a girl utmost Night. Nobody has to know."

"Are you calling this-"suddenly I feel a yoke of long fingerbreadth push their way into my tight kitty-cat."-a fault ?"

"MMmm-noooo ! It feels sooo effective !"

Her fingers work their way inside further into my cunt, lubricated and eased in by my own juices. They start to slowly piece of work all the way within me, up to where her script meets the first joint of her index and middle finger. As soon as they go in as far as they can, they start to pull out. Instinctively, my inside contract, and I try to hold her figure inside of me. It's been so long since anyone has pleasured me and I don't want it to end right now.

I reach my own hand down to prevent her from pulling her out of me, but she deflects my effort by capturing my helping hand with her idle script, and berth my index fingerbreadth into her sassing. I never knew how sensitive my finger were, but her mouth was working pure magic on them. Her glossa was winding it's way around my fingerbreadth, coating it with her own saliva, and sucking on it, making my cunt clench even harder on her still extracting fingers.

"Oh,"she said, releasing my finger from her mouth, only to suffer the offending fingerbreadth shoot up to my own mouth so I could continue sucking on it."Sexy bunny girl ilk that then, does she ?"

"MMmm-"I start my reception only to have her digit completely escape my dripping pussy to suddenly jostle their way all the way back inside of me."-HHmmmmm !"

"Haha, I thought you might. Let's see how you like this then."

Before I could ask what exactly"this"was, she started to twist her script as if she was trying to start a car, and then turned her hired hand to where her fingers were pointing up. Without warning, she started to drag on her digit along my g-spot, adding pressure as she would sweep them along.

"OHHH MYYY GOD ! YES !"I couldn't supporter my screeching of ecstasy as she did this. Few Guy would ever go down on me or feel me, and usually their tool were way too small to even regain my g-spot. But in a affair of minutes, this woman found it, and was now milking it for all it was worth.

I feel my physical structure going into over load. My hands are now shaking and my toes are curling and uncurling rapidly. I feel diaphoresis spook along my brow and pectus. As she pulls her finger's breadth out once again, I start to clench as hard as potential. It's going to take heaven and hell both freezing over to get me to give up this niggling nymphomaniac's hired hand from my now contracting cunt.

I close my middle just to draw out the entrance continuous waves of pleasure that were bound to hit any twinkling now. The fingers start to pluck back in, and I'm all too leave to allow them back inside of me. I open my eyes again only to line up the beautiful and mysterious face looking down on me with optic half closed with a cocked smile filled with smugness.

She leans her face down to mine to the degree where our noses almost sports meeting and she starts to whisper,"Has any man ever pleasured you like this before ?"

I whimper out a pathetic,"No."

Once again, she questions me again."Have you ever made yourself experience this good before ?"

This clock time, with her fingers working extra time, I couldn't even move my lip to apply her a outspoken answer, so I just shook my straits ‘ no'once again.

"Have you ever been kissed like this before ?"

Without waiting for an result, she begins kissing me full on the sassing. Her sass part to let her tongue terpsichore with mine and I open my backtalk to let it in. They start to dance with each early, taste each other, and explore the former one's mouth.

She finishes off the buss and just looks down at me."How's that compared to a man ?"

I try to sit up a bit to pass on her another kiss, but she uses her idle hand to press me back down onto the bed. With the same hand, she locks my stage behind her and places her pelvis against her finger's breadth still inside of me and rubbing on my finespun g-spot. She starts to push her hip onto her own deal, digging her skilled finger's breadth even recondite within me. She pulls her hips and fingers back, and does it again, just a fraction harder than terminal clip. And again. And again.

Now she's full on humping her own helping hand into me and I am loving this. It just find too well. I feel a pressure is starting to build inside of me again.

"I….I'm…I'm kinda…."

"Cumming ? Haha, yeah, I could differentiate. You've been trying to maintain it in for quite some time now. It's about time you came."

I'm puzzled now."Ho- how could you-"

I'm not allowed to polish off because of the impedimenta of her rima oris, sassing, and natural language, which are now all mingling with my own in another osculation. Every fourth dimension she thrusts her hips against my pussy, I let out a small moan into her mouth.

After it seems like all too short of sentence, I begin to feel the pressure inside of me start to seethe over. The combination of not knowing who this expert lover is and her kissing and her fingerbreadth fucking me, I just couldn't take it any more.

She pulls away and looks down at me with those beautiful big brown eyes again."Yeah,"she says."Yeah, cum for me baby. Cum all over my hand. Let yourself go and just enjoy it."

I do as she says and finally countenance myself to let go of. At first, I just feel nothing. Then I get hit with wave after wave of consummate epinephrine, hormone, pleasure, and feelings that short circumference my psyche and drive me into a frenzy.

"OOOOOOH GOD ! YES ! I'M CUMMING NOW ! I'M CUMMING ALL OVER ! I-I CAN'T check, IT JUST FEELS SO GOOD."

"Mm, that's right baby, enjoy it,"as she's saying this, she unlocks my legs and get-up-and-go herself back down to place her face right at my cunt, now contracting and releasing and dripping with my succus. Right away, she puts her face into me and laps it up, drinking every bit of me that's spilling out. This throws me into a secondary tizzy, making my head heights on sex once again.

It's feeling so practiced, I just can't take it any more. I feel like I'm going to die from having too much. I push her oral sex away from my pussy in an sweat to break off and catch one's breath for just a instant. I feel her read/write head and side give way, only to pop up once again in good order up adjacent to my face.

Her brim are completely soaked with my sex and I can't assistant it. I want- no, I need to smack myself on her. I grab the back of her head and pull her into me forcefully, sloppily kissing her and licking at her nerve. I can't exactly put a finger on what I taste like, but it's even better being mixed with this gorgeous, mysterious, and very skilled wickedness haired woman's saliva.

advent off of my often needed orgasm, my consistence continues to spasm and act on it 's own. My hips gently thrust upwards. My pussy, thinking for itself, grinds up into my whodunit lover 's, sending a few aftershocks of pleasure through my body. She rubs herself against me, just enough to let me hinge upon my orgasm out to its fullest.

Sighing, I settle myself down and lie completely still on the bed. My gentlewoman lover lets out an aggravate breather and settee 's herself on her English, looking at me, head propped on her hand, with her other arm draped across my bureau, idly rubbing and playing with my right nipple.
"So,"she starts,"What did you retrieve of that ?"

For the first time in a very long prison term, I am completely speechless.

"I ... .I really liked that. But I 'm kinda confused ...."I left off, hoping that she 'd go on on for me.

Maneuvering her face closer to my ear, she asks in a lowered tone of voice,"What about ?"

"Well, about finish night. I- do n't really commend all that much. I just remember that I was going to the club with my roommate, and she and I were gon na live it up for the night. And then it just kinda gets hazy."I look square up, closing my center, trying not to think about the sensations tingling through my boob as she keeps playing with it, and instead rivet on what occurred lastly night.

Chuckling, she moves to the other breast, and starts gently dragging her finger around my areola."I might be able to aid you fancy out where the rest of your evening went. But first, I need you to lead care of a trivial something for me."With her finis Logos, she punctuates it with the slender hint to my tit, making me jump slightly.

I raise my eye brow and begin to lick my lips,"How could I do that ?"

taking hold my hired hand, she leads it down with her own, between her own perky chest, down her flat tire abdomen, and to her own pubic mound. I let my finger stick out and get down to rub her own moistened clit.
She closes her eyes and lets out a very slow, low, moan."I think we can arrange something. ”