Arabian Nights Ch. 02

Sensing that lust had finally overcome the surprising resistance within Lucy, Shahrazad took the girls head with both hands, and sighing with pleasure, plunged her face between the soft immensity of her breasts. Lucy was enveloped in the combined scents of sandalwood and sweat, delighted by the contact with that silky smooth skin, and began to kiss and lick with increased fervor, finally surrendering to her fantasies.

Lucy made love to Shahrazad's breasts with her mouth for a long time that evening, as Shahrazad sat astride her, giggling, panting, and whispering lascivious words in her ear. When the entirety of both breasts had been caressed and glistened with the sheen of Lucy's saliva, Shahrazad interrupted the adoration and moved to kiss Lucy. The lips opened without resistance, welcoming her long and talented tongue in a warm and wet embrace. Only when Shahrazad's fingers slid between Lucy's thighs, finding her panties sodden, and slipped beneath the material, did Lucy find the strength and clarity to protest, clenching her legs and pushing the invasive hand away.

"S-stop, please. Not that. I... I'm not ready yet. I've never... I can't."

But when Shahrazad kissed her again, and thrust her long tongue deep inside Lucy's mouth, the brief reluctance was forgotten and she allowed her slender thighs to be parted once more by Shahrazad's eager hand. The kiss held such intensity that she felt herself being possessed, as if the goodness and innocence was being literally sucked out of her by that sensual mouth.

Shahrazad's fingers met no resistance as she pushed Lucy's saturated panties to one side and began massaging her delicate clitoris, hidden beneath a growth of sparce pubic hair. Shahrazad could smell the subtle scent of excited pussy and when she heard Lucy moan weakly, she slipped first one, then two, long fingers inside Lucy, exploring her depths.

Shahrazad quickly found the hidden places and rhythm that had evaded Rob, again and again, over the years. Lucy began to moan with pleasure, growing louder and louder. She was laying back on the sofa, with Shahrazad on top of her, masturbating her, with her mouth greedily attached to one of those massive nipples. As the expert fingers brought her closer and closer to a feeling she had never before experienced, she looked up at Shahrazad, like a child being nursed by her mother.

"Good girl. Just like that. Suck my big nipples! Don't stop. Harder, harder... Yeeeessss! Bite it. God they are so sensitive. I love you looking at me with those blue, innocent eyes. Men know none of this, they can never get close to the pleasure a woman can give. I'm going to make your tight little pussy cum harder than your fiance ever has. I'm going to make you want me, need me. Now cum for me Lucy, cuuuuum!"

With her final word, Shahrazad curved her fingers inside Lucy and began to rake both fingetips powerfully back and forth along the g-spot. Lucy immediately began to shriek and scream as her vagina started to contract around the probing fingers, fluid beginning to pour from her like a raging river.

"Oh my god, yes, yes, yeeeeeees!" Lucy screamed in pleasure as her hips bucked forth uncontrollably and she exploded in devastating orgasm, shaking her entire body. She had never felt such intensity in her life, and none of her previous orgasms had ever come close to this one.

Completely drained and void of thought, Lucy melted into the sofa. She couldn't begin to process what had just happened, and it was but moments before Shahrazad lay down on top of her, enveloping her latest sapphic lover within the warmth of her body. Her huge breasts were pressed against Lucy's pert little mounds, and with immense affection, she kissed her softly with her full lips.

"Good girl. That was beautiful Lucy, wasn't it? You were wonderful. I want to keep you here until dawn. We have all night and I have so many more ways to make you scream in pleasure!"

Hearing those words brought back to Lucy's memory the cries of pleasure she had heard Mary make all those nights ago, as she feigned sleep whilst in bed with Rob. Oh God, Rob! Her fiancé! They were supposed to be getting married in a few months! What the Hell was she doing here? Why was she kissing Shahrazad? What had she done?

Lucy jerked away from Shahrazad and jumped to her feet, finally managing to detach herself from the hands pawing and pulling at her retreating limbs. She staggered, still dazed, towards the door.

"Lucy, stop! Where are you going? We just started, don't you want to stay? I still have so much to teach you, you'll see. Please come back here."

Lucy hesitated for just a moment, glancing at Shahrazad, noticing a bead of sweat rolling across the bounty of her right breast, heading towards those giant, erect nipples. God they tasted good in her mouth... No! She had to go!

"No, I'm sorry Shahrazad. I really have to go. Rob... I... it was so wrong. Oh my God, what did you make me do?"

Almost in tears, Lucy ran out, so quickly that she didn't hear Shahrazad's parting words.

"As you wish, Lucy. It ends here for tonight, but it's just the beginning, even if you don't know it yet. You'll come back. They all come back in the end..."

The smile on Shahrazad's red lips was of pure, lustful malice.

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LUCY

When Rob returned the following day, Lucy could barely bring herself to look at him. She felt ashamed and torn by guilt, but what was she supposed to do, tell him everything? No, she couldn't explain how it had happened when she herself didn't understand the turmoil within her. Telling Rob would destroy their relationship and she would lose him forever.

Lucy tried to be strong and to force herself to forget, but it was so difficult. Just the thought of Shahrazad awakened overpowering emotions and brought back searing memories of such intense carnal pleasure that her delicate vagina would instantly become wet.

Night time was the worst. When her mind had time to wander, images of Shahrazad's dance, of her huge breasts and jutting nipples, of the taste of her lips, the feeling of her fingers deep inside, would resurface and bring a sheen of sweat to Lucy's pale skin. When Rob approached her, looking for intimate contact, she was unable to find him physically attractive and would find excuses not to let him touch her. The few kisses they shared seemed so clumsy and awkward by comparison.

Rob was confused by Lucy's strange behavior. He had noticed a distance between them, but he assumed she was still irritated that he had prioritised his work over their vacation, and he tried to overlook the cold atmosphere and pretend that nothing had changed.

A few days later, whilst returning from the local store, he saw Shahrazad in her garden, and was struck with a way to cheer Lucy up. He might not enjoy the older woman's overbearing company, but she seemed to. Perhaps he could make himself scarce for the evening and invite Shahrazad over to spend some time with Lucy. That might get him back in her good graces.

"Hi Shahrazad, how are you?"

"Oh, hello... Matt? Bob? Ah, no, Rob, right?"

Rob barely controlled his irritation. This woman managed to disrespect him every time they met.

"Yeah, its Rob. Look, Lucy has been a bit out of sorts lately and I was thinking, why don't you come over for dinner tonight and spend some time with her?"

Shahrazad looked surprised.

"Dinner tonight? At yours? I'd gladly come, thank you! But does Lucy know?"

"No, I haven't told her yet. I only thought about it when I saw you just now. Maybe we can make it a surprise for her? I'll cook. See you tonight around 8pm if thats ok?"

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LUCY

The doorbell rang and Lucy put down her book and got up from the sofa. She was tired after a day on the beach and was taking the opportunity to relax since Rob had surprised her by taking responsibility for cooking their dinner.

Lucy opened the door without thinking, and found herself standing in front of Shahrazad. Her mouth dropped open as she was fixed was an irresistable smile.

"What's the matter honey, you look like you've seen a ghost?"

"I-I... you... what are you doing here? How could you? At this house?"

"Don't worry Lucy. Your dear fiance invited me to dinner. He wants me to cheer you up! I guess he didn't think is was worth telling you that I was coming?"

"N-no, him, not... it's not possible, how?"

"Actually that's exactly what happened. Are you going to let me in or not? You don't want him to get suspicious now, do you?"

With the subtle threat lingering in the air, Lucy reluctantly retreated from the doorway, making space for Shahrazad to enter, who breezed past her with a smile, and the scent of coconut and sandalwood. In spite of herself, Lucy couldn't help but notice how the tight black dress left a generous portion of breast revealed.

Rob emerged from the kitchen with a big grin on his face.

"Do you like the surprise I arranged for you Lucy? I noticed you've been a bit down so I invited Shahrazad for dinner to cheer you up!"

Lucy looked at him with as much false gratitude as she could muster. Thank goodness he couldn't see the rising panic she felt behind her eyes.

Dinner took place cordially. Rob wasn't much of a cook, but the roast turkey he presented was acceptable and filling. Shahrazad was cheerful and chatty as usual, and this time she seemed to be more attentive to Rob, laughing at his jokes and paying attention to his stories. Lucy, on the other hand, was tense throughout, as unbeknown to Rob, she had been consistently rebuffing the persistent attempts of Shahrazad to slide her hand between her thighs, under the table.

Rob couldn't understand why this evening wasn't making Lucy happy. Something was definitely wrong with her and there seemed to be tension between her and Shahrazad. Perhaps it was a feminine problem that was ailing Lucy and she needed to talk about it with another woman, away from the presence of his masculinity.

"Girls, I think I'll leave you alone for a while to talk. I'm going to play video games in the next room, so you can have some privacy!"

Rob threw Lucy a knowing wink, full of affection. Alarmed, she replied,

"No! I mean... there's no need to leave us. Please stay. I'm tired, and I'm sure Shahrazad is too. Don't you need to go home?"

Shahrazad looked at her for a long moment, her hand sliding once more onto the exposed knee beneath the table and squeezing lightly.

"Oh no, I'm not tired at all. I think Rob's idea is wonderful! Men who understand us ladies are so rare."

Rob smiled and went into the adjoining room, closing the door behind him. He placed his gaming headset over his ears and relaxed back into the chair, pleased at himself for being so considerate of his fiance's needs. 'This might even result in some sex tonight if I'm lucky', he thought to himself with a grin!

For an awkward moment the two women sat in silence. Lucy kept her eyes down, trying to avoid Shahrazad's gaze and ignore the feeling of the groping fingers on her knee.

"Aren't you going to talk to me Lucy? Can't you even look at me? I don't understand why you are making such a big deal out of this. You didn't seem to mind the other night."

"Shut up!" Lucy cut her off abruptly, with a ferocity she rarely felt. "What happened was a mistake, a terrible mistake. I don't know what came over me, but it will never happen again. I'd like you to leave please."

Lucy sounded determined, but when Shahrazad started running the fingers of her free hand along the extremity of her breasts, and tickling Lucy's knee in small circles with her fingertips, flickering over the skin with infinity delicacy, Lucy couldn't help but look into that bottomless cleavage, her resolve instantly weakened.

"A mistake? I don't think there's anything to regret about the other night. It was beautiful and I know you felt it too. You're fooling yourself trying to deny it. I know you're aroused by me and I made you feel pleasure like nobody else ever has. Admit it."

"I-I'm n-not...you didn't."

"Oh come on, stop lying to yourself. You can't even look at me without trembling."

When Lucy clenched her lips tightly and refused to answer, Shahrazad took the arm of Lucy's chair and rotated it away from the table, pointing her into the centre of the room. Shahrazad positioned herself directly in front of the trembling blonde and teasingly moved one hand to the shoulder strap of her dress. As Lucy glanced up, Shahrazad pulled the strap downwards, lower and lower, until her heavy breast was released, the nipple hard and massive, pointing at Lucy as if daring her to resist.

"Come on Lucy, come to Mommy. We both know what you really want. Stop fighting, it's useless to resist. Look at my nipple. She is so hard and erect for you. She wants to be in your mouth again."

Lucy stammered a vain protest, her voice barely above a whisper.

"R-rob... he's in the other room... we can't..."

"Shhhhhh, don't worry about him, we'll be quiet. He's more interested in his silly game than you. Now come on, come and suck my nipple. I know you miss the taste."

Shahrazad put a hand behind Lucy's slender neck and exerted a slight pressure. At the same time she took a step forward, and as if in slow motion, Lucy's face sank into Shahrazad's soft, enveloping breast. Lucy couldn't resist opening her mouth and latching onto the two centimetre long nipple, sucking it greedily.

"Yessss Lucy, I knew you couldn't wait. I bet your tight little vagina is so wet for me already. You remember my fingers inside, don't you? It's so exciting to cheat on your silly fiance with him in the next room, isn't it?"

Shahrazad's hands moved to the hem of Lucy's dress and began to slide it up her slim, toned thighs. In a matter of moments, it was gathered around her waist and her white cotton knickers were exposed.

"Spread your legs for me Lucy." Shahrazad coaxed.

Lucy remained seated, sucking the delicious nipple, and parted her thighs as wide as she could manage. She felt invigorated being so brazen.

"If you want my fingers inside you again, you'll have to pull your knickers to one side."

All thoughts of Rob forgotten, Lucy slid her fingertips into the gusset of her knickers. Even in her trance-like state of desire she was shocked at how slick her vagina felt. In the moment all she could focus on was the memory of how Shahrazad's fingers had felt inside her, and she pulled the thin cotton to the side, exposing her spread sex to her seductress' eyes.

Shahrazad looked down between the wantonly parted legs, noticing the shiny wetness covering Lucy's thighs. Her neat little labia was fully engorged and open, and her small clitoris was fully erect, the pink tip peaking out from its hood. It was difficult to believe how reluctant she had been only minutes before.

Shahrazad gently pulled her nipple from Lucy's mouth and leant forward. They kissed, as Lucy's mouth eagerly sought Shahrazad's, opening to accept the fiercely strong tongue which tasted sweet and overwhelmed her own with such ease.

Unexpectedly, Rob's voice sounded from the other room, causing a tremor of cold dread to run down Lucy's spine.

"Are you girls ok? Having fun?"

Lucy's eyes widened, and she hastily broke off the kiss.

"Shahrazad, we can't, really...please."

But Shahrazad, looking at her with a smile, observed that, despite her words, the legs remained spread and the vagina remained open. She shouted back,

"Yes Rob, don't worry, Lucy and I are having a really good girl talk!"

Then Shahrazad slid to her knees in front of Lucy, moved her face between the thighs, and inhaled deeply through her nose.

"W-what are you doing? Y-you don't want to... no, please, this is too much!"

But Shahrazad paid no heed to the feeble protestations. The delicious perfume of Lucy's vagina told her all she needed to know.

"Shhhhh, you'll see, you'll like it so much that you won't be able to do without it. I'm going to taste you Lucy. I'm going to make love to your sweet little pussy with my long tongue and devour you."

Lucy shivered at the taboo words and at Shahrazad's outrageous confidence. When she felt the tip of Shahrazad's tongue touch gently against that tender area between her vagina and anus, circling delicately, before gliding upwards, dipping inside her, and continuing upwards to flicker over her fully exposed clitoris, her hips lurched involuntarily as she convulsed, the breath catching in her throat.

It was a complete shock. With Rob she had rarely experienced oral sex, and whenever he had tried she felt so self-conscious that she experienced very little pleasure. He didn't know how she needed to be touched and his sharp stubble made her sensitive skin sore. By contrast, Shahrazad's expert tongue moved deftly and knowingly over her, exploring deeper and deeper inside, greedily drinking her fluids, slowly lapping and sucking out all her residual traces of loyalty to her fiancé.

Lucy looked down at Shahrazad's beautiful face between her legs, eating her with so much passion, clearly enjoying her taste. The dark eyes burnt with lust and the joy of conquest, and the deeply probing tongue immersed her in ecstasy. She began to feel a building pleasure, first in her tummy, then growing to incorporate her trembling thighs and throbbing clitoris.

As if sensing Lucy's need, Shahrazad gently placed her fingertips around Lucy's erect clit, and pulled back on the hood, exposing the full pink length, making it stand proud. It looked larger than she had ever seen it, and then Shahrazad slid her mouth over the enlarged bud, and started sucking, causing Lucy to emit a loud groan. She felt as if her clitoris was expanding inside the hot, wet mouth, growing larger and larger as she built closer and closer to the most extreme orgasm of her life.

Panting, unable to control herself, she buried both hands into Shahrazad's silky hair, pulling her mouth harder against her enflamed sex.

"Ohhhh yeeeeeessss, Shahrazad... don't stop, don't stop, oh please... it feeels so good, so damn goooooood!"

Lucy tried to stifle her moans by biting down on her arm, but it was getting harder and harder.

When Shahrazad inserted two fingers of one hand inside her dripping pussy, and then buried the full length of her other forefinger into Lucy's virgin anus, it was but moments before Lucy exploded in violent orgasm, ejaculating a stream of fluid over Shahrazad's dress.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, god yeeeeessssssssss! Yeeeesssss......Never.....So......Goooooooddddd!!"

As one of Lucy's flailing arms involuntarily spasmed and tugged at the tablecloth, an empty wine glass was pulled from its seat and fell, smashing to pieces on the floor with a loud crash. All that could now escape Lucy's throat was a strangled and panic-stricken cry as both women heard rapidly approaching footsteps from the next room.

When the door burst open and Rob entered, concerned by the loud crash he had heard, a sixth sense told him that something was amiss. Lucy was sitting in a chair, hair disheveled and her posture unnaturally taut, adjusting her skirt, and Shahrazad was kneeling in front of her, with her back to him.

"What on earth is going on in here? I heard a glass smashing!"

"Y-yes darling, it's alright, don't worry. Thank you for checking on us." Lucy replied, her high pitched voice waivering.

Shahrazad slowly stood up and turned to face him. Rob watched as she ran her arm across her mouth, as if wiping something wet from her plump lips. She was watching him intently, with a strange smug smile, that made him feel quite uneasy.

"Why were you kneeling on the floor?" Rob asked.

With a nonchelant shrug, Shahrazad raised one hand, where she held a large shard of broken glass.

"I was trying to pick up the glass from the floor before Lucy stepped in it. There's too much to collect by hand though so you'll need a dustpan. I'm going home now."