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Let It Happen – Chapter XIV
“What are you doing?” she asked the blonde, in a low, husky voice.
“I just need to kiss you,” Tina said hoarsely, as she bent in front of Bette, and slowly lifted a leg up, over her shoulder, fingertips lightly caressing the silk stocking, moving slowly up from Bette’s calf, then her thigh, unhooked a strap, moving up further, pulling her thong to one side. With her other hand she carefully pushed the hem of Bette’s dress up, taking care not to crease it.
“Do you mind?” she asked, and looked up at Bette. The brunette shook her head wordlessly; neck tilted back, her body beginning to heat up. With one hand she braced herself on a nearby chair. With the other hand she grasped Tina’s head, tunneling her fingers into the silky tresses. Bette bent the leg that Tina had gently rested on her shoulder, flexing it against the blonde’s back, urging her closer. She rocked into Tina’s waiting mouth.
Tina’s tongue pushed into the brunette’s wet cleft, licking and parting the quivering flesh there. Bette felt the velvet softness of the blonde’s tongue tease, flicker over the pulsing clit. Then she felt Tina suck in, followed by a hard thrust of the blonde’s tongue into her gaping entrance. Bette gasped, and gripped Tina’s head, unconsciously urging her even closer, if that were possible, rocking harder into Tina. Bette’s walls were beginning to convulse, and Tina felt the brunette’s sex ripple against her probing tongue. She sensed Bette’s initial wave of orgasm, and began to lap the brunette’s throbbing clit until she could feel Bette quicken again.
The brunette’s rocking motion picked up its pace; Tina drew her head back momentarily, then quickly inserted one finger, licked Bette, then two fingers, pumping deeper each time, matching Bette’s rhythm, curving, stroking the brunette with her fingers, and her tongue, alternatively, to waves of orgasms.
Bette sensed a final wave coming; she moaned as her walls clenched viciously, and just before release, Tina pulled her fingers out. Tina reinserted her tongue to receive every drop of Bette’s essence that would be coming out in an explosive rush. Bette cried out Tina’s name as she climaxed.
Tina held her up at the waist with both hands, as she felt the leg supporting Bette buckle. She withdrew slightly to lay Bette gently on the chair the brunette had been bracing herself against, and knelt beside her, caressing her back. She dearly wanted to kiss the brunette, but didn’t want to muss up her hair or flawless make-up.
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Please correct (for future writing) the use of the word every for
the correct word….ever! This error pops up frequently in your
otherwise wonderful stories.
For example….this page…in the question…”does it every bother you…”
instead of the correct…”does it ever bother you”.