Latin Ladies In Lust: The Stalking

Raquel interrupted as she got closer, her eyes moving to scan the black leather jacket Claire had just put on. "Ahhhhhh, Doçura--Claire--you have such a lovely leather jacket. I just love leather clothing. It looks so soft and comfortable. And the smell of fresh leather... Just so sensual, no?" The woman continued to move closer, her body actually slinking up to Claire. "Do you mind if I feel it? It looks so sexy on you. Do you mind?"

"Uh, n-no. Yes, uh, yeah, it's very comf--" But Raquel hadn't waited for permission to touch the jacket. She was finally up close in front of Claire, so close their tits almost touched. Raquel had raised her hands and placed them on Claire's arms. She began rubbing the leather up and down her arms, slowly, feeling the supple quality of the calfskin. It was more of a caress than rubbing, actually. Raquel's eyes continued to gaze at the jacket, the arms she was fondling. Heat rose between the two women. "Mmmmm, my Claire... this feels so wonderful, such a wonderful jacket. And the smell..." Raquel bent her head and sniffed at the left arm, shoulder and armpit. She drew in a good long sniff of the erotic odor of the leather. "They say leather smells the strongest at the point of the body with the most heat. Have you heard that?"

This was all happening so quickly. "Uh, n-no, I don't think--", Claire tried to respond.

But again Raquel didn't wait for the response. She slightly raised Claire's left arm, the one she had been sniffing, and ducked her nose under into the armpit. Melting into a trance of sexual heat, the blonde allowed the sexy woman access to her armpit. More long sniffs from Raquel, "Ahhhh, yes, the odor of the leather is even stronger under your arm, Doçura. This is very high quality kidskin, no?" Raquel nuzzled her nose under Claire's leather-covered arm, into the heat of her armpit. Having this beautiful Latin woman caressing her leather-jacketed arms and sniffing the animal fragrance in her armpit was a surprisingly stimulating experience for Claire. She had never had anyone, let alone a woman, do this to her before.

Raquel raised her face back up from under Claire's arm and gazed into the feminine pale blue eyes. "Do you like the feel of leather, Claire? Do you enjoy that?" Her hands clutching the leather-jacketed arms drew the buxom blonde closer in to her body. And their breasts finally touched! It was electric! From hardening nipples, Claire's teats suddenly became as small rocks. The heat seemed to spread from the nipples to the rest of her tits, shooting down to her cunt where juice began to actually leak to her inner thighs. What was happening to her? Claire had never--NEVER--experienced this kind of sexual stimulation from a woman! Never!

All she could say was, "Uh, yes, yeah... I like the feel of leather... It's, uh, very nice on the body... feels nice to touch." She managed a small smile, showing her very white teeth, an awkward friendliness in an awkward moment. "The, uh, jacket is pretty new, feels good...uh, yes." She returned the gaze into those deep green eyes. When Raquel clutched and caressed her arms, Claire had reflexively done the same, clutching the woman's naked arms. Her hands grasped those well-muscled female biceps. Her right hand on the long, flowing dragon tattoo. She could feel Raquel's muscles moving and bulging with each movement. The skin was soft yet taught over those impressive muscles. The arms were very warm. An becoming warmer. To touch that colorful, sensual tattoo on the arm... To caress it...

"Ahhh, so you like it too, eh? Do you like my leather jeans, Claire? I noticed you looking at them from across the room. I had them made especially in Sao Paolo. They feel so good on me, so soft and warm to my body... but why don't you feel for yourself, meu amor? Tell me if you think they are sexy to you. Here..." Raquel reached slightly up and grasped the blonde's forearms and drew them around her body, bringing Claire's hands down and directly on each ass cheek. It meant drawing their bodies belly to belly, breast to breast and thigh to thigh. If the heat hadn't been rising before, it certainly was now. Claire felt her pussy juice begin to run down her thighs, absorbed only in her thong underwear. "Yes, feel my leather jeans and let me know if you like them." Raquel breathed the words into Claire's face, the smell of Scotch, nicotine and peppermints wafting to the blonde's nostrils. A strange mixture, but one that added to her sexual heat. And now! Her hands on those hard, jutting ass cheeks that she had been admiring so much!

Raquel placed Claire's long-nailed hands on her leather-encased ass, pressing them down into the flesh to emphasize that she wanted them to stay there. Claire obliged her. At first her hands just rested on the soft, supple material. Raquel removed her own hands and ran them up Claire's arms to her shoulders. Quickly the sexual shock of the moment broke and Claire realized what she should do next. She began feeling those cheeks, palming those full, rounded globes. She reveled in the contrast of high, hard female ass yet soft, sensual leather. And she squeezed and rubbed Raquel's ass. Her sexual instincts were taking over, leading her in a direction from which there was no return. As she rubbed, Claire realized that the jeans were so low-slung that the top part of the woman's ass was exposed. Along with fondling Raquel's leather-encased ass, she moved her hands slightly up to feel the globes bulging above the pants-line. She felt the heft to those jutting cheeks. She could have easily slipped her hands inside for skin-to-skin contact. But she was enjoying the sensual quality of the leather so much, it just was not the thing to do yet. She moved her right hand, fingers extended, over to the crack of the woman's ass. The pants were so tight that the furrow was very well defined. And, as she let her forefinger follow the cleft up, she discovered there was a small amount of it perceptible to the touch above the waist of the jeans. Yes, that was a small amount of ass crack jutting up above the pants waist! Perhaps only a half-inch, but delectable nonetheless! Claire lightly fingered the exposed ass crack and felt an overwhelming urge to whip the woman around, kneel down, and bury her face in that leather-covered feminine ass, nuzzling her nose and mouth in the warm, fragrant lambskin. Breathing in the intoxicating odor of female asshole and leather. Reveling in the intimate smells and senses as she could sniff deeply of that special scent. But somehow she knew that would happen eventually. This action between them was leading only to one place, she knew. Now for the moment she was satisfied with the increasingly passionate body to body pressing and the fondling of the sexy Latina woman's tight butt and crack. And the feel of those long fingernails in her hair! Claire could feel sweat begin to drip under her arms. Her leather jacket over the skimpy cocktail dress was holding the increasing heat from her body. She could feel the few sweat drippings move slowly from her armpits, down her sides and arms. It began to add that animalistic odor of sweat to the cloud of perfume and leather that enveloped the two clutching women.

Claire and Raquel gazed into each other's eyes. They were becoming heavy-lidded with lust. Their height was about the same, so their faces were level with each other. Raquel slid her hands up Claire's shoulders and into the thick blonde hair. Her fingers splayed into the luxurious hair and her long, burgundy nails scratched sexily at the woman's scalp. The brunette alternated between languidly scratching the blonde's scalp and slightly squeezing the hair at the roots. It was an intoxicating technique that heightened Claire's sexual stimulation. It also enabled Raquel to bring Claire's face closer to her own.

"So do you like, meu amor? How you like my ass?" Raquel breathed.

"Very nice, Raquel. You have a very firm ass, and I love these jeans." Claire's voice lowered in lust. "So niiiiice." The word almost hissed out of her mouth as she continued to massage the leather-covered cheeks, her eyes moving between those sexy eyes and the woman's full, sensual lips.

"Oh, so nice, I'm glad you like... Perhaps I'll let you wear them some time. They would look so nice on you, Doçura. And I'm glad you like my ass. I work out very much. Would you like to see something else I have that is very sexy?" Raquel gave Claire a slow smile that made the answer obvious.

"Sure, and what might that be?" Claire's voice was coming back to her, the passion she was feeling becoming more of a natural thing, less confusing.

The two beautiful women's faces were only inches apart, warm breath flowing out over each other as they spoke. "Here, I'll show you." Raquel said as she parted her incredibly sexy lips. "I think you'll like this." With that last word, she began sliding her tongue out along her lips. Out and out and further out. It was a thick, curving, yet pointy-tipped muscle. It was one of the longest yet sexiest-looking tongues Claire had ever seen. Raquel bent her tongue in the middle, undulating it like a serpent.

Claire was amazed at this woman's tongue. She stared, transfixed. In a low, lust-induced whisper she said, "Oh...my...God. Ohhhhhh..." The Latina's tongue continued to undulate as it moved closer and closer, toward the blonde's own lips. Like a mesmerizing snake, it drew Claire's lustful attention, her skin beginning to crawl with anticipation. Until it was there, right...there...

"Go ahead, Doçura," Raquel whispered invitingly, "take my tongue...take my tongue...take it..." Claire felt the woman's hot breath wash over her face, smelling of champagne and lipstick. Animal instincts took over. All resistance to the idea of kissing another woman was suddenly gone. Just as Raquel's tongue reached her mouth, before it touched her lips, she groaned with passion and took it. She aggressively wrapped her own glossy lips around the Latina's tongue and swiftly sucked it all the way into her humid mouth. It was surrender to the passion that surrounded the two beautiful women.

Claire sucked and nursed on Raquel's tongue as it continued to undulate within her mouth...roiling and rolling along her upper palate, along her gums and inside her cheeks, sliding along Claire's white, slick teeth. Their feminine lips merged softly, sticky with lip gloss that began to smear between them, and soon wet with leaking saliva. Claire was surprised at how different it felt kissing a woman's lips as full and pliant as this Latina's. They were so thick and soft, like pillows surrounding the woman's teeth. So sensual, almost like a black woman's would be, she imagined. Raquel's hands clutched the back of Claire's head, massaging it in unison with the motion of their joined mouths and wrestling tongues. Claire, while sucking that hot, slimy muscle, brought her own tongue up to slide along and trace it's edges. Their breathing was ragged as they could only do so through their noses. Their mouths were sealed together with their own mixture of lipstick and saliva. Thick, stringy trails of spit began dripping down their chins. Claire sucked Raquel's tongue, sucked hard, and munched on it with her lips and lightly with her teeth. The sexy blonde tasted the special flavor of another woman's saliva for the first time, with a slight mix of sweet lipstick and tart champagne. Their mouths literally watered together with lust for each other.

Claire's nostrils flared as the two beautiful women feverishly made out in the coat room. This hot Latin bitch wanted to taunt her, wanted to dare her to release her passions? Then she would give her more than she bargained for. All inhibitions were gone, all awareness of where she was...all replaced by a searing desire for another woman...the most sensual, passionate human being she had ever encountered. Sex poured from this Latina's hot body, and it created feelings within this beautiful blonde that she had never felt before. First it was from afar, watching her at the party, stalking her like a prey. It was fantasy. But now the reality of being alone in this room, wrapped in each other's arms, the long, thick female tongue buried deeply in her suckling mouth, full lips glued together, huge breasts pressed tightly nipple to nipple...this turned the fantasy into reality with such suddenness that animal instincts had taken control of the seduction and Claire was powerless to do anything but give in to the womanly lust of the moment.

Raquel began to moan passionately into Claire's mouth. Then suddenly, almost as if she had enticed the blonde's tongue out of hiding with her own Raquel grabbed it with her thick burgundy lips and sucked it powerfully out and into her own willing mouth. The big-titted Latina hungrily nursed on Claire's tongue, returning the passionate mouth-suction with as much urgency as the blonde had given her. And Claire took advantage of the moment to explore the recesses of Raquel's mouth...licking at her teeth, gums, cheeks and palate. Her long-nailed feminine hands kneaded even more lustfully at the brunette's leather-covered ass cheeks, separating each hard globe then sliding her thumbs into the lamb-skinned anal-crack. Claire pulled the woman toward her so their cunts and bellies ground sensuously, undulating together much as their tongues were. As if they were two belly-dancers, lost in a mutual dance of grinding seduction.

The two incredibly sexy women clutched at each other, humped their cunts together and French-kissed for what seemed like hours. But it was a mere ten minutes, building the heat between them to a peak. The room was well air-conditioned, but they were sweating as if working out at the gym. They took turns sucking at each other's tongues, drinking in each other's saliva, all while raggedly gasping for air through their noses. Finally, Raquel broke the girls' kiss with a loud smacking sound. They stared like two female animals into each other's eyes, glazed with lust. Their chins were shiny with slick coats of shared saliva, burgundy and pink lipstick smeared between them. Raquel reached behind herself and grabbed one of Claire's wrists, bringing the blonde's hand up to her face. That hand had just been massaging the Latina's ass cheek and anal crack almost exposed by the low-slung hip-huggers. Without breaking the gaze between them, Raquel brought the hand up to her nose and inhaled. It was an intoxicating smell of leather pants and her own ass, with a touch of female sweat and Claire's own perfume. She closed her eyes in rapture and inhaled again, more deeply.

"Mmmmmm...meu amore, smell, smell..." Raquel opened her eyes to gaze again and turned Claire's palm to face her, bringing it to the woman's nose. "Tell me if you enjoy my scent."

Claire inhaled the fragrance emanating from her palm. It was incredible! The intimate mix of leather, female ass-flesh and perfumed sweat caused her skin to literally crawl with lust. She knew she wanted to press her face directly to where her hand had been. To nuzzle Raquel's leathered ass with her nose and mouth. If the odor were this intoxicating just from smelling her own hand, it would be unbelievable if she had her face directly glued to the Latina's ass, to that most private place on a woman's body.

She inhaled deeply again, gazing into those hooded green eyes. "Mmmmmmm, Raquel, mmmmmm...uhhhhhh...that's soooo gooooood...it's..." Before she could finish, the big-titted Latina suddenly gathered Claire up into her arms, lifting her with such easy strength that it amazed the blonde. Raquel's biceps bulged taughtly as she hefted Claire up into her arms, cradling her, not breaking the lusty gaze between them. The dragon tattooed on her left bicep seemed to move up and out from Raquel's arm as it flexed. The woman's grip was sure and firm under Claire's back and legs. By instinct, the buxom blonde wrapped her arms around the Latina's neck and drew her lips to the woman's. The two girls kissed again with open mouths, deeply and with abandon. Their faces moved side to side as tongues wrestled and lips curled together. Claire's micro-mini skirt slid up to expose her thong and the pussy juice that was dripping down her thighs. Her leather jacket fell open, allowing her outthrust breasts to jut proudly, nipples at hard attention.

Breaking their hot kiss, Raquel turned and carried Claire to the queen bed that sat nearby. She softly placed the woman down flat. The sound of heavy female breathing filled the room, nostrils flared. Without exchanging a word, the two beautiful women knew what was going to happen. As Raquel slid on top of Claire, womanly body to body, the blonde instinctively spread her legs. The Latina's right leg nestled between the blonde's, her miniskirt hiked now above the soaked thong. As further encouragement, Claire hooked her left leg around Raquel's right, pulling the brunette's muscular thigh into tight contact with her cunt.

As Raquel mounted Claire on the bed, her huge breasts almost fell out of the tight black spandex tank top. They literally poured down onto Claire's, two sets of nipples rock hard and pressing into each other. The blonde reached up suddenly and grabbed the gold elastic loop holding Raquel's hair back in the long pony tail, and with one motion slid it off. Without anything holding it in place, the luxuriant black hair cascaded down onto the beautiful woman below her.

"Meu amor...Claire... you are so sexy, so Gostosa...I want to...to devour you...I could eat you alive! Do you want me, Claire? Do you want me?" Raquel hissed raggedly.

The beautiful blonde buried her hands into the woman's full, wavy black hair. "Ohhhh...Raquel...yes...I want you too...so...much...I can't believe this...I can't believe...I was watching you...I followed..."

"Yes, Claire, I know. I saw you watching me, following me. I saw you drink from my glass, tasting my mouth then...you were so...so sexy to do that...we were stalking each other like prey...it was soooo hot, Doçura...so sexy how we found each other..." Raquel gazed again deeply into the pools of Claire's pale blue eyes. They were a study in contrasts, the sensual, dark Latin woman laying on top of the beautiful Nordic blonde woman. But there was much they had in common, a shared female beauty and sexuality. A shared lust of one female animal for another.

Raquel began to slide her leather-covered leg along Claire's crotch. The sensation it caused in the blonde's already-heated pussy was electric. She began thrusting upward, humping the Latina in return.

"Do you want me, Doçura? Do you want me to do this Claire?" Raquel breathed down into Claire's face.

"Uhhhh...yes...oh, Raquel...fuck me...please...I want you so much, Raquel...you're such a sexy bitch...oh, baby...please...fuck...me..." The heat was building in Claire's cunt as the skimpy wet thong material had slid aside and now all she felt was the smooth, warm kidskin on her pussy. Her clit hardened and rose from its hood, making contact with the hard leather-covered thigh. Rubbing up and down.

"Yessss...Claire...I want to make you come for me...come...I want to fuck you, Claire...meu amor... We are two bitches in heat, in heat for each other..." Raquel had lowered her body so that their pendulous tits were mashed against each other, rubbing together as they fucked their cunts together. One of Raquel's huge tits had popped out of the tank top and was rubbing its bare skin against the fabric of Claire's dress. The two women were breathing more and more rapidly. Even though her pussy was behind the leather lacing of her kidskin jeans, Raquel's clit was hardening, her juices were running down her legs and she knew orgasm could follow soon.

"Oh my God, Raquel...it feels...so...good...ahhhhh...ahhh, yes..." Claire reached one hand down to again clutch at Raquel's ass, pulling her in tightly as they fucked on the bed in the coatroom. Her other hand gripped the woman's shoulder, drawing the Latina's face down to hers. The blonde's mouth hungrily searched for the woman's thick lips. Tongues reached and dove into widely opening mouths, lips enmeshing, saliva dripping freshly between them, sharing the intimate taste of another woman's passion. The two beautiful women French-kissed wildly as they humped and fucked each other. Raquel increased their tempo, clutching her hands to Claire's face. Even without skin-to-skin pussy contact, they felt the approaching orgasms between them. The two women almost swallowed each other's tongues, humping with increased intensity, the odors of cunt, leather, feminine sweat, perfume and girl-saliva adding to their intimate passions. Their lust had no borders, no consciousness. It just was...