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Little Mischief

Kara had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had been resting on my shoulder while she had been recounting the events of the night before and she seemed in desperate need of sleep, so I helped her get in position on the sofa; laid her head on a nice cushion and she fell asleep quickly. I slipped into my bedroom and got changed into a little red dress that loosely fell to mid-thigh, and quietly watched the TV, although most of the time I stared at Kara. She looked so gorgeous, so vulnerable, and I couldn't help stroking my inner thigh as I watched her sleep. I wanted her now more than ever, to feel her lips on mine again and have her body pressed against mine, but in a far more intimate way than the night before. Her knees were bent towards her chest revealing a generous amount of thigh to me, I'd hardly noticed the blue skirt when she'd arrived because of the outpouring of emotion but now I could have a proper look at her smooth legs. Even though I could see quite a bit of her outer thigh I wanted to see more. My hand had found its way under my dress and was stroking my own smooth skin as I lusted after hers. I needed to get a better look and tried moving around on my chair, like a horny sixteen-year-old boy trying to look up a girl's skirt. Instead, I'm a horny nineteen-year-old girl trying to look up a girl's skirt which is totally different, right?.... Right?

Incubus_Tarv3n · LGBT+
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24 Chs

Chapter 22- The Train Scene

Without checking again if anyone was indeed looking, I slipped my hand under my own dress and into my thong, gathering the moisture from my dampening pussy. Then I showed my wet fingers to her… "Being this close to you without being able to touch you is agony."

"Oh… Faye…" she used her free hand to guide my fingers to her mouth and then sucked them. As she did, I lowered my head and gently kissed the exposed part of her neck. The slight touch of my lips on her skin made her shudder in a very pleasing way.

Something seemed to click into place in her mind. Her head lolled back onto my shoulder and turned towards me.

"Faye… you can do anything you want to me, I'm yours." As she said it, her body seemed to relax, in a way she seemed relieved.

Hearing those words sent a bolt through my body. I stopped kissing her neck and turned my head to face her, she was leaning back on me and looking right at me, our lips were so close, achingly close, and I don't think either of us was breathing at this point.

"Do you really mean that baby?" My lips were quivering with anticipation, and I don't just mean the ones on my mouth!

"Yes, anything you want," her eyes looked dreamy as if she thought this was all an erotic fantasy and no one around us was real. "But…"

"But…?" Our lips tickled each other when we spoke.

"But only if you kiss me," Kara's words were barely audible but I heard them like epic thunderclaps in my ears.

I did what she asked and pressed my lips onto hers. A gorgeous deep kiss was just as amazing as our very first kiss all that time ago. My tongue snaked between her lips and met with hers, and together they danced a slow and erotic dance in her mouth.

I lifted my hand onto her waist and turned her around to face me, she steadied herself by holding onto my waist while we kissed. I didn't care if anyone was watching now. I broke our kiss only to plant more on her jaw and down her neck while my hand travelled all over her back and her bum.

I backed her up to the bar we had been holding and leaned her against it, pressing my boobs into hers. The feeling of our hard nipples brushing against each other even under our dresses was incredible. Kara was doing some exploring of her own too; something had definitely changed in her now. She pushed her body back against mine and kissed me back hard.

I felt her hands in my hair, which she suddenly yanked back making my neck arch away from her! I had to stifle a yelp as I felt her hot tongue licking from my cleavage to my throat and then right over my chin. She kissed and licked at my neck, nuzzling into me while I stared at the ceiling. The burning in my scalp from her rough treatment seemed to add to the sensation. It felt almost as amazing as what she did next!

"Wow, Kara," I looked down into her eyes and she looked so hungry for me. It even scared me a little!

I had been so excited about what I wanted to do to her, I hadn't even thought about what she'd want to do to me! Up to this point, I had always been the dominant one. The one pushing her out of her comfort zone and being in control of the situation but, as I looked into her manic blue eyes, I saw the woman I'd been trying to bring out of her shell, and in all honesty… it was a little frightening!

Her hands travelled up the front of my dress, briefly pushing the hem above my bum. She grasped my boobs, and then hooked her fingers into the top of my dress. That's when I panicked.

"No, baby, don't tear my dress please," I pleaded with her. She smiled up at me and winked but thankfully, she did not tear my dress off. However, she did pull the front down until my breasts spilled out!

"Oh god," I said under my breath.

I had to put my hand over my mouth to stop myself shouting. Kara held one breast in her hand and sucked the other one into her mouth; I didn't know what to do! I was terrified and horny in equal measures. She looked up at me and smiled broadly, then switched over and suckled my right breast.

I felt more exposed than I have ever felt in my life, I wanted to look around to make sure no one could see but the sight of Kara doing this was too good to miss.

After twirling my nipple between her fingers, she removed her hand from my left breast and tucked it back inside my dress.

"You like it, baby?" She purred. "It's okay, no one can see." Kara kissed my nipple once more, then tucked it away with its twin. Smiling sweetly up at me, she seemed to be getting further away… no, she was bending her legs and… oh god, she is not going to…

"Kara… Kara, stand up," I said urgently, but I was so afraid of drawing attention I did little more than mouth to words to her.

She was squatting down and her hands were holding on to my thighs, it wasn't until I felt the cool air hitting the bare skin on my bum that I accepted this was, in fact, going to happen!