by Aryn and JLNicky
Disclaimer: Do not read at work AND realize that some people are so narrow minded they are unable to see the beauty and magic of love wherever it exists whether it is between to women or not.
***NOTE: Consensual BDSM Involved in this PWP******
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Reading Day
She was trying something new between them. Ash could feel her lover’s excitement as the scene began to play out. They had never gone this way before. Some of the movements they were making seemed familiar and some were not. She found herself aroused and disturbed at the same time. She shivered with anticipation.
She had been told to strip off her shirt and bra and kneel before her mistress’s chair. Her lover had sat holding a blindfold in one hand and handcuffs in the other. Positioned on her knees she was handcuffed and blindfolded. Her blindness held a measure of comfort. She let her senses take over.
She could hear her mistress moving around behind her but as much as she tried to figure out what was going on she couldn’t discern anything from the small sounds being made.
She had become so entranced with her search to define the sounds around her that she jumped at the fingers that suddenly thread their way through her thick hair. The warmth of her lover’s now naked body leaned in to rest against her back. She felt her mouth open as her body requested more oxygen. She licked her lips unknowingly.
She felt her mistress pressing closer, the hard nipples pushing into her skin. An erotic heat stroked her ear as her mistress spoke.
“Today is for me, Ashlyn,” the velvet voice explained.
A shiver coursed through Ash’s body. She took a ragged breath. Her lover lightly swept her tongue over the lobe of the ear she was breathing into. A sharp flame of desire made her feel weak. She couldn’t stop from adjusting her legs to allow the seam of her jeans to rub over her dampness. Her mistress moved slowly around the kneeling woman to stand in front of her. Ash heard her lower herself into the chair she faced. She felt those warm hands she loved begin to caress her breasts like an artist. Her nipples tightened with each brush and stroke they enjoyed. She felt her lover carefully placing nipple clamps on each nipple and tightening them. Ash felt her body tension raise a notch at the slight discomfort.
She sensed her lover leaning back into the chair as she heard her begin to speak. It took a minute for Ash to realize what was happening. Her mistress was reading out loud from a book of erotic lesbian fiction. As she listened to the story she began to imagine the scenario and felt a building heat between her legs. She could not stop the movement as she became more and more aroused. Her lover stopped reading and told her to remain still. The excitement would not stop. She began clenching her knees together in an attempt to find some relief.
She heard her mistress’s breath deepen in her own growing arousal. The slight clunk of the book being put aside reminded Ash of her desire.
“I told you, this is for me.” She felt the hands running through her hair again. They began pulling her head forward. Leaning toward her mistress, she found her face pressed a breath away from her lover’s pussy. The aroused scent was intoxicating.
“Taste me Ashlyn” she heard the command.
Ash began to lick her lover’s juices. Her body burned with excitement that grew from the pleasuring. She began to increase her speed. The controlling hands pulled her head back instantly.
“Slower baby” she heard “we have all day for this”.
She was allowed to return to her feast as she tried to lick slower and take her time. She began building her lover up. The tension was magnificent. She so desperately needed to be touched. Those hands above reached out and began to lightly pull on the chain that connected the two nipple clamps. She shivered with the sensation coursing through her body. The electric touch flowed from her breasts down to her crotch and back. She felt the wetness soaking her jeans. It was maddening.
The hand still in her hair pulled her head in closer, tighter, a signal she recognized. She knew it was time to speed up her tongue’s pace. She began to lick more aggressively and soon felt her mistress arching back in orgasm. Ash felt a profound ache and need to experience the same. She felt trembling hands push her backward into the same kneeling stance as before. The turning of a page was heard. The slight sound had her quivering with frustration. Her love had picked up the book again and began to read. Her soft voice growing stronger with each sex filled statement as she continued with the heated erotic lesbian story. Ash remembered her mistress’ words again… “Today is for me Ashlyn”
The End
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