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Chapter 60 – I’m Hungry
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Without another word, Bette slipped in between Tina’s legs onto the steps, inching down into the water so that her head was the only thing above the surface. Letting go of the ankle she had in her hand, she reached up and began removing Tina’s bottoms.
Slipping them off one leg at a time, Tina was now resting both palms on the platform. Placing one knee on the side of the tub and the other on the top step, Tina was now on all fours, looking down as she watched Bette position her head just below the crux of her arousal.
She groaned as Bette’s tongue swabbed over her opening, and immediately found her clit. Linking her hands under the backside of Tina’s legs, Bette pulled her in more so that she could feast completely on the blonde.
Instantly, Tina picked up her moaning from where she left off as she felt Bette’s tongue explore her nether regions.
As she felt Tina begin riding her face, Bette tasted the chlorine mixed with the wine she had consumed in addition to Tina’s unique, tangy flavor. The delectable assortment of zest danced along Bette’s tongue as she moaned into Tina’s most sacred jewel.
“Mmmmm.”
“Oh God! Oh God!”
“Mmmmm…mmmm…mmm…”
“Aah! Huuuh! Beeette! Don’t…Don’t stop…Oooooh Gaaawwd.” Heavy panting, muffled groans, and indecipherable declarations began to fill the backyard.
Bette’s hands slipped back to the front where her mouth was working magic. She took her thumbs and parted Tina’s lips, revealing a hot, excited opening. She jammed her tongue inside for a few strokes before coming up again to imprison Tina’s over-stimulated clit.
As she gnawed and sucked on the hardened nerve endings, she infiltrated Tina’s insides once again with three fingers.
Tina slammed herself back into Bette’s fingers.
“Fffffuck!” she screamed as Bette continued to pleasure her.
It took but seven strokes before Bette’s fingers found the release button inside Tina’s warm tunnel, causing a chain reaction of convulsions, silent screams, erratic breathing, and a flood of excited fluid into Bette’s mouth. At the pinnacle of her climax, Tina was sure she could feel the dopamine explode and then circulate within her head.
With one long French kiss to Bette’s new favorite entrée, the brunette pulled Tina from her position and back into the bubbling water.
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It was very hot sleepover)
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Oh oh, why didn’t Tina tell Bette about Aaron his demand and is now calling Joyce.
Be carefull Tina, this could mean that this will be your shortest relationship ever.
It was a very steamy chapter.
Thank you and enjoy your weekend Mell!!!
Aww Bibi, I read your first sentence in a whiny voice lol. Thanks for the read! Have a great weekend!
Steaming hot! Wow… That moment in the hot tub should help Bette to get over the disappointment that Tina has to leave for a week ;-)
Just too bad that Tina didn’t take the chance to talk to Bette in her post orgasmic mood. The record deal situation has potiential to blow up in her face.
Sooo… which concert was it? Van Morrison?
I’m sure that everyone is agreeable and generally in a good mood post-orgasm. Tina was well within her right to discuss things with Bette at that point.
And Ding Ding Ding! We have a winner, folks! As usual, you are spot on with your guesses to my quizzes; first wrong answer notwithstanding.
“Will you be my first girlfriend?” She asked in between kisses.
The question made Bette giddy. “Only if I can be your last.” She answered.
… and that just made me melt ! Now call me an oldfashioned romantic (… and I’m proud to be !) but never I could resist to such words…
Those two’s alchemy is always so powerful and unique, something you quite achieved in your delightful story, and not only on the physical way (marvelously hot scenes anyway !) but deeper – I just love it.
As deep as music, this magical art that’s able to make me feel emotions like nothing else…
Finally, I’ll make you laugh with this confession : as I wrote in my first comment (ch.58), I recently discovered your story and hastened to read it as fast as I could, just because it immediately became a “fix”, BUT after my second comment (ch59), I had to dawdle just to savour this last posted chapter, knowing I’ll have to wait for the nexts ! I pretty thing it’s a torture, dear author, a sweet and delectable one but a torture all the same !
I wish you a beautiful Sunday, dear talented author, and I’m beginning to wait, right now :-)
T_B, you are very kind and I am humbled by your compliments.
Now that you’re all caught up, you will be waiting a week between posts just like everyone else. Hope that isn’t too daunting of a task for you. I know how impatient one can be when they are eager to read more of a story they enjoy.
Cheers!
– MeLL
Dear author, I certainly didn’t dare to ask for private posts and I will surprise you : I’m a very, very patient woman. I learned the hard way to be.
Now I can give you a proof of my loyalty since I discovered your old posts (especially loving your ‘Quirks’) and decided to NOT read next chapters of this story. Believe me, I was tempted but I truly prefer to read your new version of them,
I’ll wait with pleasure !
Warmest regards from Geneva, Switzerland – A.
You’re showing true self-restraint by not reading ahead from older chapters previously posted. I am proud of you and happy you are waiting until the latest version unfolds before your eyes.