Lillian and Sharon Ch. 02

Lillian's hips were bucking and jumping almost with each lick, little moans and whimpers escaping as Sharon's attentions rapidly reached their mark. The first caress between her rear cheeks made her gasp even louder, and then the tongue delving into both her entrances was the final straw... she came hard, loudly, reaching down to cradle and caress the head between her legs as she shuddered with the pleasure.

Sharon lifted her head momentarily to watch the beauty in the throes of passion, then remembering what she was doing, sealed her mouth over Lillian's slit, sucking for all she was worth.

Lillian bucked the last few times as aftershocks of pleasure rippled through her, then subsided back, moaning in soft pleasure as Sharon's mouth engulfed her mound, rolling her hips and lifting her head to look down at the girl.

Sharon was enraptured; she attacked Lillian's pussy like a starving cat, licking and sucking, hearing her lover moan and cry, reveling in the fact that she was doing something right.

"Oh god, yes... oh yes..." Lillian couldn't resist vocalizing her pleasure, her hungry slit practically drinking up each and every caress, hands stroking Sharon's face and tangling in her hair. After a minute she lifted one leg and rolled over, her bottom lifted in encouragement to Sharon's mouth, her head filled with thoughts of pleasure at the rear caresses she'd already received.

Sharon never broke contact, somehow remaining attached at the mouth to Lillian's pussy as Lillian turned over. She laid her cheek against the round globes of Lillian's butt, savoring the feel of the soft, tender yet firm flesh. She spread Lillian's cheeks, lowering her mouth to kiss Lillian's pucker, licking it with the same fervor she had used on her pussy. She inserted a finger into Lillian's ass; another went in Lillian's pussy as she pumped her hand. Her other hand covered Lillian's mound, rubbing rapidly.

The squeals that Lillian made were an obvious sign of her enjoyment, hips humping and rolling again as she approached a second, more powerful orgasm. She rocked back onto Sharon's fingers, grinding onto them, gasping and clutching at the bed as she lost herself in the sensations.

A thought came into Sharon's head. She had heard tales that some people liked dirty talk. "Are you gonna come for me, bitch? Huh? Do I have to fuck you like this to make you come, slut? I'm gonna fuck you stupid, woman!"

She gave a few whacks to Lillian's butt, watching her hand-print as it reddened. Lillian giggled at the talk, blushing somehow even more than the flush of arousal she already had, and was then abruptly bucking hard, the orgasm rocking her body in its throes. The slaps made her yelp and come harder, lower muscles flexing in uncontrolled response.

"COME FOR ME! You know you want it!" She landing another stinging blow on Lillian's firm buttocks, pleased with herself for doing so well and grinning ear to ear. Lillian gasped again, finally slumping down, overcome and dizzy with the aftermath, panting hard as waves washed through her, eyes closed a she tried to think again. Sharon gently and tenderly removed her fingers to crawl up beside Lillian, lying face down beside her, throwing an arm lovingly over her back.

"Did I hurt you, Ms Lillian?" She nuzzled her ear, kissing her softly. The last thing in the world she wanted to do was hurt her mentor/lover.

"Hurt so good," she giggled, rolling over to pull the girl into an embrace, one leg sliding up so that her thigh pressed firmly against Sharon's mound, between her legs. She kissed the girl hungrily; tongue delving into her mouth, and then leaned back to gaze into her eyes. "You're good at that. Amazingly good."

"You know I didn't mean any of what I said, right?" she asked pleadingly, her sex gently moving on Lillian's thigh.

Lillian giggled again, one hand sliding down to cup the girl's ass, using the grip to help her move against Lillian's smooth thigh. "It was perfect, sweetheart, very sexy and very fun. You really are quite delicious."

Sharon smiled a smile of pure joy at the praise. It became very evident to Lillian that praise must have been given rarely at Sharon's house, for Sharon started sniffling, hugging her tightly. "Ms Lillian.... I.... you...." The giggling, flirty girl from a few hours ago suddenly seemed vulnerable. She could only cling to Lillian. Steeling herself, she asked, "Will you make me yours? Forever?"

"Oh, my beloved," Almost overcome, Lillian pulled the girl close, soft bodies pressed together. She held her there for a long while, then released her and slid back a bit to look into her face.

"Sweetheart... I'm not going to say anything like that, because I wouldn't tie you to me that much. There is a lot for you to do and see still before you settle into anything like that. But I do promise that I want you here with me as long as you want, as long as you are happy." She leaned in to kiss the girl gently, just a caress of her lips.

Sharon frowned slightly at the first words, but then nodded in understanding, content that she could continue to fawn over her lover. "Ms Lillian, do you think you COULD ever consent to keep me? I could be your.... slave." Her face became beet red, a look that further endeared her to Lillian.

"All in due time, sweetheart. Little steps, 'kay?" She kissed her gently again, and then settled down into the bed, cuddling her close. "Now sleep. It's been a long day for you, and there's plenty more to do tomorrow."

Sharon snuggled up to Lillian, totally forgetting that she had to be up for school tomorrow. She nestled in tightly, draping her arm over Lillian's tummy, heaved a small sigh of pure contentment, and drifted off.