Tawni 'S Story


Erotica, First-Time, Gay, Lesbian, Oral-Sex, Virginity
Tawni 's floor
Chapter 1 - A Pleasant Morning

‘ I'm awake. ‘

‘ Where am I ? ‘

‘ What happened last dark ? ‘

‘ Why do I smell like sex and inebriant ?'

‘ Oh, no. Did I go home with someone finish Night ? ‘

This elbow room doesn't smell familiar. I'd never have drapes like that and this bed feels way too expensive for a college educatee like me to let. So, it must be someone deep. Ah, damnit Tanya ! Think girl, think. Okay, what was the last thing that I remember from last night. Okay, Suzie… Who's Suzi- oh, my roommate, that's right. okay, Suzi, she took me to…to a club….and we…damnit, I just don't call up a fucking thing after that. Maybe if I just go back to sleep 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 eyes again, still the same room. It just looks a petty brighter outside. There's nobody else in the roo-

"Oh god !"

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

I look down at my human foot and don't see anything. That's Weird I could deliver sworn that I-

"Mmmm ! Oh what the hell was that ?"

I sit up quickly and look down at my waist. There's a small-scale protuberance where my cunt would be. I rest my hand on the bulge and suddenly feel a sudden jolt of pleasure.

"Ohhh-what the hell ?"

I look under the natural covering to see mortal's head down next to where all my cryptic feelings of arousal are coming from. The head looks like there's a pony bum attached, and I have a pang of regret. Did I seriously go home with one of those pretentious hipsters from the club last night ?

But as soon as the somebody raises their head, one fear vanishes, only to be replaced by another. At first all I see are eyes. Very cryptic brown eyes that are almost completely dark. The cheek slowly comes out of the wickedness and comes into the luminance. The olfactory organ is all-embracing ( but not too wide ), with a small upturn at the tip. Their lips look moist and almost completely pink. Their hair is long and dark, but pulled back. It looks dampen from sweating. Once I can see their face completely I noticed-

"You're a fille ?"

Wiping her sassing with her index digit and then sucking my juices off of her finger, she gave me a quizzical look, then reached down with her hand between her ramification. Hey eyes flutter briefly as she lets out a brightness level 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 stutter out a reception to this sudden act of events.
She just smiles again as I'm trying to excuse myself and reaches her deal between her legs again, but this metre, only for a moment, then put her finger up to my sass to shush me. I smell an pick up aroma of her sex. She pushes her digit against my lips harder, until her finger is inside my oral cavity. I can't assistance but work it.

A ready lick of her finger suddenly turns to a suck, desperate for more than and more. I now need that gustatory perception. She notices me sucking on her finger instantly and starts to pull it out of my mouth, much to my dismay and pouting.

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

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

I felt her glossa drag down from my taking into custody bone and lead down and then her lips attached themselves to my very spiritualist right hand nipple, sucking gently.

Listening to my commands, she continues to suck on my bosom, but also adds the use of her tongue, driving me absolutely wild. The orphic dark haired woman takes it to the next gradation and lightly bites at my perky and completely erected nipple.

"Ohhh. MMmmm. Just like that."

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

I hesitate to answer, but ultimately just whisper,"…yes."

As an quick response, she starts to attack my leave breast, nibbling and sucking and licking, leaving no inch of my skin untasted.

I start to heave loudly, enjoying what this woman is doing to me, what she's turning me into. I let a loud moan evasion my lips signifying my utmost joy 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 wrong."Why did you arrest ? Was it something I said ?"
Still, no response. My mind suddenly started to sink from it's intimate high, and I start thinking about what's going on. This is a beautiful charwoman ( who obviously knows how to please another woman ) and she took me nursing home for the night. What did we do last night ? What did I do ?

I start to suppose 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 normal girl, who likes guy rope. I just made the unsubdivided mistake of going habitation with a girl last night. Nobody has to know."

"Are you calling this-"suddenly I feel a duo of farsighted fingers push their way into my pie-eyed puss."-a mistake ?"

"MMmm-noooo ! It feels sooo good !"

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

I reach my own hand down to prevent her from pulling her out of me, but she deflects my endeavour by capturing my script with her idle hand, and places my indicant finger into her lip. I never knew how medium my fingers were, but her lip was working pure magic on them. Her tongue was winding it's way around my finger, coating it with her own spittle, and sucking on it, making my kitty hold even harder on her still extracting fingers.

"Oh,"she said, releasing my finger's breadth from her mouth, only to bear the offending finger's breadth shoot up to my own mouth so I could continue sucking on it."Sexy bunny likes that then, does she ?"

"MMmm-"I start my response only to have her finger's breadth completely escape my dripping pussy to suddenly stuff 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 hand as if she was trying to start a car, and then turned her mitt to where her fingers were pointing up. Without word of advice, she started to drag her digit along my g-spot, adding pressure as she would drag them along.

"OHHH MYYY GOD ! YES !"I couldn't assistant my screams of X as she did this. Few hombre would ever go down on me or finger me, and usually their dicks were way too small to even find my g-spot. But in a matter of minutes, this charwoman found it, and was now milking it for all it was worth.

I feel my eubstance going into over load. My hands are now shaking and my toes are curling and uncurling rapidly. I feel sudor creep along my forehead and dresser. As she pulls her fingerbreadth out once again, I start to clinch as hard as potential. It's going to pack heaven and hell both freezing over to get me to resign this little nymphomaniac's hand from my now contracting cunt.

I close my heart just to protract the incoming continuous Wave of pleasure that were bound to hit any twinkling now. The fingerbreadth start to pull back in, and I'm all too leave to allow them back inside of me. I open my eyes again only to find the beautiful and mysterious face looking down on me with eyes one-half closed with a cocked smile filled with smugness.

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

I whimper out a pitiable,"No."

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

This time, with her finger working extra time, I couldn't even move my lips to give her a song solution, so I just shook my head ‘ no'once again.

"Have you ever been kissed like this before ?"

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

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

I try to sit up a bit to give her another osculation, but she uses her idle hand to press me back down onto the bed. With the Lapplander hand, she locks my legs behind her and places her pelvis against her finger's breadth still inside of me and rubbing on my touchy g-spot. She starts to push her pelvis onto her own deal, digging her skilled fingers even cryptic within me. She pulls her hips and digit back, and does it again, just a fraction harder than lowest time. And again. And again.

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

"I….I'm…I'm kinda…."

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

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

I'm not allowed to finish because of the impedimenta of her mouthpiece, sassing, and tongue, which are now all mingling with my own in another kiss. Every time she thrusts her rosehip against my pussy, I let out a small groan into her mouth.

After it seems like all too shortly of time, I begin to experience the pressure sensation inside of me start to boil over. The combination of not knowing who this expert lover is and her snuggling and her digit 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 bridge player. Let yourself go and just enjoy it."

I do as she says and finally grant myself to resign. At first, I just feel zippo. Then I get hit with wave after wave of arrant adrenaline, hormones, pleasure, and intuitive feeling that short circuit my psyche and drive me into a frenzy.

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

"Mm, that's right baby, enjoy it,"as she's saying this, she unlocks my legs and pushes herself back down to station her fount right wing at my pussy, now contracting and releasing and dripping with my succus. right field away, she puts her face into me and swosh it up, drinking every bit of me that's spilling out. This throws me into a secondary tizzy, making my idea high gear on sex once again.

It's feeling so right, I just can't take it any more. I feel like I'm going to die from having too practically. I push her head away from my pussy in an effort to stop and breathe for just a instant. I feel her head and fount give way, only to pop up once again right up adjacent to my face.

Her mouth are completely soaked with my sex and I can't help it. I want- no, I need to taste myself on her. I grab the vertebral column of her read/write head and pull her into me forcefully, sloppily kissing her and licking at her face. 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 nighttime haired char's saliva.

Coming off of my much needed orgasm, my torso continues to spasm and act on it 's own. My coxa gently thrust upwards. My pussy, thinking for itself, grinds up into my mystery fan 's, sending a few aftershocks of pleasure through my body. She rubs herself against me, just enough to let me ride my orgasm out to its fullest.

Sighing, I settle myself down and lie completely still on the bed. My lady lover lets out an exasperated breather and settle 's herself on her side of meat, looking at me, psyche propped on her mitt, with her former arm draped across my chest, idly rubbing and playing with my right nipple.
"So,"she starts,"What did you remember of that ?"

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

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

Maneuvering her brass closer to my ear, she asks in a lowered whole tone,"What about ?"

"Well, about close night. I- do n't really call back all that much. I just remember that I was going to the nine 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 true up, closing my center, trying not to guess about the sensations tingling through my breast as she keeps playing with it, and instead rivet on what occurred net night.

Chuckling, she moves to the former bosom, and starts gently dragging her finger around my areola."I might be able-bodied to help you see out where the balance of your evening went. But first, I need you to accept care of a little something for me."With her shoemaker's last word, she punctuates it with the little pinch to my nipple, making me jump slightly.

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

Grasping my hand, she leads it down with her own, between her own perky tit, down her flat tummy, and to her own pubic mound. I let my finger stick out and begin to rub her own dampen clit.
She closes her eyes and lets out a very slow, low, moan."I think we can coiffure something. ”
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