Tawni 's Story
Chapter 1 - A Pleasant Morning

‘ I'm awake. ‘

‘ Where am I ? ‘

‘ What happened cobbler's last night ? ‘

‘ Why do I smell like sex and alcohol ?'

‘ Oh, no. Did I go home with someone final dark ? ‘

This way doesn't expression familiar spirit. I'd never have drapes like that and this bed feels way too expensive for a college student like me to have. So, it must be someone fertile. Ah, damnit Tanya ! Think girl, think. Okay, what was the lowest thing that I remember from last night. Okay, Suzie… Who's Suzi- oh, my roomie, that's right. Okay, Suzi, she took me to…to a club….and we…damnit, I just don't think back a fucking matter after that. Maybe if I just go back to kip for a picayune bit, I'll remember when I wake up.

‘ O.K., here we go. tally 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 elbow room. It just looks a petty brighter outside. There's nobody else in the roo-

"Oh god !"

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

I look down at my invertebrate foot and don't see anything. That's Wyrd I could experience sworn that I-

"Mmmm ! Oh what the infernal region was that ?"

I sit up quickly and seem down at my waist. There's a minuscule bulge where my pussy would be. I rest my helping hand on the protrusion and suddenly feel a sudden jolt of pleasure.

"Ohhh-what the hell ?"

I look under the covers to see someone's head down next to where all my mysterious belief of rousing are coming from. The read/write head looks like there's a pony tail attached, and I have a stab of regret. Did I seriously go plate with one of those ostentatious flower people from the cabaret last dark ?

But as soon as the person raises their head, one concern vanishes, only to be replaced by another. At commencement all I see are centre. Very recondite brownish center that are almost completely dark. The case slowly comes out of the nighttime and comes into the ignitor. The olfactory organ is wide ( but not too wide ), with a small upturn at the tip. Their lips look moist and almost completely pink. Their hair is long and grim, but pulled back. It looks damp from perspiration. Once I can see their boldness completely I noticed-

"You're a girl ?"

Wiping her oral fissure with her power finger and then sucking my succus off of her fingerbreadth, she gave me a quizzical look, then reached down with her script between her legs. Hey eyes flutter briefly as she lets out a light moan.

"Mm, in conclusion meter 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 turn of events.
She just smiles again as I'm trying to explicate myself and reaches her helping hand between her legs again, but this fourth dimension, only for a mo, then put her fingerbreadth up to my lips to shush me. I smell an intoxicating aroma of her sex. She pushes her finger's breadth against my sass harder, until her finger is inside my mouth. I can't aid but lick it.

A quick poke of her fingerbreadth suddenly turns to a sucking, desperate for Thomas More and more. I now need that taste. She notices me sucking on her finger instantly and starts to rive it out of my sass, much to my dismay and pouting.

"Don't worry dear,"she whispers at me."You'll get your turn soon enough."

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

I felt her natural language drag down from my collar bone and lead down and then her brim attached themselves to my very medium right nipple, sucking gently.

hearing to my statement, she continues to draw on my breast, but also adds the use of her knife, driving me absolutely wild. The mysterious dark haired woman takes it to the next step and lightly bites at my perky and completely erected nipple.

"Ohhh. MMmmm. Just like that."

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

I hesitate to serve, but ultimately just voicelessness,"…yes."

As an immediate response, she starts to lash out my left breast, nibbling and sucking and licking, leaving no column 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 cheap moan escape my sass signifying my extreme pleasure as to the job she's doing. As soon as I do so, suddenly, she stops.

"Wha- what,"I inquiry, wondering if I did something damage."Why did you discontinue ? Was it something I said ?"
Still, no response. My psyche suddenly started to slump from it's sexual highschool, and I start thinking about what's going on. This is a beautiful woman ( who obviously knows how to please another cleaning woman ) and she took me plate for the night. What did we do end nighttime ? What did I do ?

I start to cerebrate out loud, half talking to her, half talking to myself."I- I- I'm not a lesbian. I'm not even bisexual. I'm just a normal girl, who likes cat. I just made the uncomplicated error of going home with a girl last night. nonentity has to know."

"Are you calling this-"suddenly I feel a couple of long fingers push their way into my fast pussy."-a mistake ?"

"MMmm-noooo ! It feels sooo soundly !"

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

I reach my own hand down to preclude her from pulling her out of me, but she deflects my attack by capturing my hand with her groundless paw, and places my index finger into her mouth. I never knew how tender my fingerbreadth were, but her rima oris was working pure legerdemain on them. Her tongue was winding it's way around my finger, coating it with her own saliva, and sucking on it, making my snatch clench even harder on her still extracting fingers.

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

"MMmm-"I start my reception only to have her finger completely escape my dripping pussy to suddenly shove 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 startle a car, and then turned her hand to where her fingers were pointing up. Without monition, she started to sweep up her digit along my g-spot, adding atmospheric pressure as she would drag them along.

"OHHH MYYY GOD ! YES !"I couldn't assist my screaming of ecstasy as she did this. Few guys would ever go down on me or feel me, and usually their peter were way too minuscule to even find my g-spot. But in a affair of mo, this womanhood found it, and was now milking it for all it was worth.

I feel my trunk going into over load. My hands are now shaking and my toes are curling and uncurling rapidly. I feel perspiration creep along my forehead and chest. As she pulls her finger's breadth out once again, I start to clench as hard as potential. It's going to take promised land and hell both freezing over to get me to release this little nympho's bridge player from my now contracting cunt.

I close my eyes just to prolong the ingress continuous waves of pleasure that were bound to hit any instant now. The fingers start to deplumate back in, and I'm all too will to allow for them back inside of me. I open my eyes again only to find the beautiful and mystic face looking down on me with oculus one-half closed with a prance smile filled with smugness.

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

I whimper out a silly,"No."

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

This time, with her digit working overtime, I couldn't even move my lip to contribute her a vocal solvent, so I just stir my head ‘ no'once again.

"Have you ever been kissed like this before ?"

Without waiting for an answer, she begins kissing me wide-cut on the sassing. Her sass parting to let her tongue terpsichore with mine and I open my mouthpiece to let it in. They start to dance with each former, taste each former, and search the other 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 return her another kiss, but she uses her idle hand to conjure me back down onto the bed. With the same mitt, she locks my legs behind her and places her pelvis against her fingerbreadth still inside of me and rubbing on my fragile g-spot. She starts to campaign her pelvis onto her own bridge player, digging her skilled digit even deeper within me. She pulls her hips and fingers back, and does it again, just a fraction harder than last prison term. And again. And again.

Now she's full moon on humping her own helping hand into me and I am loving this. It just feels too honorable. I feel a imperativeness 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 metre you came."

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

I'm not allowed to finish up because of the obstruction of her mouth, lips, and tongue, which are now all mingling with my own in another kiss. Every time she thrusts her pelvis against my pussy, I let out a humble groan into her mouth.

After it seems like all too short circuit of time, I begin to experience the pressing inside of me start to churn over. The combination of not knowing who this expert lover is and her caressing and her finger 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 love it."

I do as she says and finally allow myself to release. At first, I just feel nil. Then I get hit with wave after moving ridge of vestal adrenaline, hormones, joy, and smell that short circumference my mind and motor me into a frenzy.

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

"Mm, that's proper infant, enjoy it,"as she's saying this, she unlocks my legs and get-up-and-go herself back down to pose her face right at my puss, now contracting and releasing and dripping with my juice. Right away, she puts her face into me and lap up it up, drinking every bit of me that's spilling out. This throws me into a secondary pother, making my mind high on sex once again.

It's feeling so good, I just can't hire it any more. I feel like I'm going to die from having too practically. I push her psyche away from my pussy in an effort to stop and take a breath for just a present moment. I feel her top dog and face give way, only to pop up once again right up side by side to my face.

Her rim are completely soaked with my sex and I can't help it. I want- no, I need to sample myself on her. I grab the back of her question 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, cryptic, and very skilled dark haired woman's saliva.

coming off of my a great deal needed sexual climax, my body continues to spasm and act on it 's own. My pelvis gently thrust upwards. My pussy, thinking for itself, grinds up into my mystery lover 's, sending a few aftershocks of pleasure through my body. She rubs herself against me, just enough to let me rally my sexual climax out to its fullest.

Sighing, I settle myself down and lie completely still on the bed. My Lady lover lets out an exasperated breathing place and settle 's herself on her position, looking at me, psyche propped on her helping hand, with her other arm draped across my chest, idly rubbing and playing with my right nipple.
"So,"she starts,"What did you guess of that ?"

For the first base time in a very farsighted clip, 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 face finisher to my ear, she asks in a lowered timbre,"What about ?"

"well, about last night. I- do n't really remember all that much. I just commemorate that I was going to the guild 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 neat up, closing my eyes, trying not to opine about the superstar tingling through my breast as she keeps playing with it, and instead concentrate on what occurred last night.

Chuckling, she moves to the former titty, and starts gently dragging her finger around my areola."I might be able to help you envision out where the balance of your evening went. But for the first time, I need you to remove care of a piddling something for me."With her last word, she punctuates it with the slightest tweak to my mamilla, making me spring slightly.

I raise my eye brow and set out to clobber my back talk,"How could I do that ?"

Grasping my hand, she leads it down with her own, between her own perky breasts, down her categoric tummy, and to her own pubic mound. I let my fingerbreadth stick out and get to rub her own moistened clit.
She closes her eyes and lets out a very slow, low, moan."I think we can format something. ”