From Jenny to Mei Ch. 08

"Listen to that. You are really wet. God, it turns me on."

Markéta took her wrist with her hand and began to show her the rhythm she wanted but Mei held steady. She had learned a lot from Philip.

"Give me your hands. Put them over your head."

Markéta looked in her eyes and did as she was bidden.

"I'll hold them here for you," Mei said, placing her left hand over Markéta's crossed wrists on the headrest. "Just lay back and let me fuck you."

"Bože..." she moaned again.

"You're going to have to tell me what that means someday."

"Oh my god!"

Mei leaned in close, lips touching. "I love your sweet tight cunt, Markéta. I can't wait to suck your lips into my mouth and nibble on that hard clit of yours. I'm going to give you the best sex of your life." The words were aggressive, even masculine, but delivered in such a lilting, sweet way as to create an erotic contrast.

Mei began to curl her fingers a bit as she pulled out, scraping the top of Markéta's vagina. She reacted by opening her eyes in shock, as though Mei had discovered a secret that other lovers only found after months of exploration.

"Ah... mmmm good. I like that too. You're right there, Markéta. I see it in your eyes... so close. That lovely orgasm is so close. You're going to hate me for this, but it's time to slow down a bit." Mei looked up and through the back window. "We've got plenty of time. No police cars yet."

"No, please."

"Yes, please. If you don't like it, I'll do it again."

Mei slowed and began to more forcefully jam her fingers inside.

"Ó kurňa (Oh fuck)!" Markéta yelped. "Yes!"

Mei withdrew slowly then jammed back inside, rubbing her clit with her thumb.

"Just like..." she did it again, "a good hard fucking."

"Oh yes, Mei! Fuck me just like this."

Mei did. Over and again she slowly withdrew, shoved them deep, ground her thumb against her clit and repeated.

For minutes Mei kept up an assault of erotic and teasing talk that escalated in nastiness, all the while staring into Markéta's pupils. When she knew she couldn't take much more she licked her lips. "You're really getting fucked, Markéta. You're taking it so well. Taking my fingers and soon, when you return, you're going to give it to me. Tie me up and smother me with this sweet wet pussy of yours."

"I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh... mmm. Ó kurňa!"

"Yes, come for me... god, I love it. Squeeze my fingers, baby."

Mei watched in delighted fascination as the beautiful Markéta's face contorted into a mask of orgasmic torture and felt her fingers squeezed in the most heartwarming way.

"Good girl, good girl." Their foreheads touched as Mei continued to praise her. "That's it. So sweet, so good. Grip me." She was coming down but still shook, her cunt spasming around her fingers. "I love how you come."

"Oh god, that was good," Markéta sighed and moved to kiss her.

Mei pulled away slightly and wiggled her fingers while still pumping gently. "Mmm?" she prompted.

"So good. You really hit someplace special in there. You sure we can't go back to my hotel? I'd love to sleep with you."

"That is so romantic, Markéta, but I'd better not. But you'll call me right? We'll keep in touch?"

"Of course, přítelkyně."

"Mmm, that sounds good."

"It means girlfriend," she said as she pulled into traffic.

"I like that."

When Markéta pulled the black BMW to the curb outside her apartment, Mei said, "I can't wait for you to come back."

"Here, take this. It's my personal mobile number and email. I'll try to cut my trip short if I can."

With a quick kiss on the cheek, euro fashion, Mei stepped out of the car, got out the bags and winked at her new friend as she entered her apartment building.