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Tender Toys – Short Story
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"You knew what I wore to work," Bette whispered, getting carried away in the relaxation of it all.
"Nah, I was just checking out your ass," Tina smiled, very delicately tracing her fingers down Bette’s stomach and diverting from her usual path to smooth over toned legs at her sides. Such perfection was rare, but Tina admired it every day.
Bette had gone silent, squirming lightly under Tina’s entrancing touches. They were feather soft and it was getting her excited. She hadn’t even realized how much she wanted to be touched until Tina started doing it.
Holding up one of Bette’s legs, Tina brought her lips to her ankle and kissed. Then, opening her lips, she traced them down to Bette’s knee, placing another wet kiss there.
"Tina …"
She smiled at the way Bette spoke her name in such stated of arousal, and just continued her journey down. Teasingly, she placed another wet kiss just beside the gathering pool of lust. She looked at what she had missed so long and smiled. "You’re wet baby."
"Yes I’m wet," Bette groaned, looking down her body at Tina’s amusement. She knew the teasing was far from over, and she softened her tone. "I’m sorry … I’m just really … desperate." Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths, and Bette was pleading Tina with her tone of voice.
"Don’t worry," Tina smiled, lifting Bette’s other leg to do the same. "I won’t tease for long."
Bette tilted her head back and enjoyed the ecstasy of Tina’s loving attention to her body. It was the most beautiful thing, and as teasing as it was, she was enjoying the tender approach.
When Tina finally decided to give in, she pushed Bette’s legs further apart and brought her mouth to Bette’s clit, paying it all of the attention she could at once. The gentle massage of Bette’s hands in her hair, pulling her in, was excellent encouragement. She moved her tongue in time with her head, mimicking her actions as Bette loved to see, and was pleased with little whimpers of enjoyement.
After Bette came, she travelled up her body. "I’m not done yet."
"Oh god …" Bette panted, wrapping her arms weakly around her wife. "… That was so … g … good."
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I can’t help but laugh at FTM’s comment and code. Thanks for posting. That was a pick-me-upper after the sad story I read. Happy weekend!
What a perfect TGIF, I wouldn’t mind working a 70 hour week if it ends up like that. Thanks for posting, I love your short stories.
Hey everybody, it’s Friday! Let’s meet at The Gathering Pool of Lust for drinks!
now thats how to end a week… any more stored in your computer… pps
This was… more than pleasant. :) thanks
Good as always.Thank you.
A fantastic end to a stressful week(end)! I love sweet T taking care of her woman! Thanks for sharing!
Just caught up with both your updates. Just absolutely amazing. Thank you.
Just caught up with both your stories. Wow! Absolultely fabulous. thank you.
Never heard it called “beside the gathering pool of lust”
Just what Bette needed. Perfect as always. Thank you.
You really need to share your tips on how to write this kind of story!! It’s amazing how you churn them out.. =D Anyway, a pleasant end to a stressful week aptly describes this story, it certainly was pleasant to come home and see this! =)) Thanks so much for this, I know you’ll be busy but I bet you have ideas running around your head anyway, so do try to post soon! =D
WOW TGIF has never been better