Blue Collar Lesbian Erotica

by Karin Kallmaker

  "Oh, God," I groaned.

  She stood over me then and spread herself. "Do you like what you see?"

  "You know I do."

  My hands slid up her tight calves and pressed into the back of her knees, forcing her to bend them. I guided her down until she had one knee on either side of my face. I peeled back her hood and sucked her rigid clit into my mouth.

  "Oh, Chase. Yes. That's it."

  My hands glided up the back of her thighs and pulled her harder down on me. My tongue licked the length of her hardness, coaxing it harder still. My fingers ran along her slit, teasing her wetness.

  "Please, Chase. You've been playing with me, driving me mad all day. Please, don't tease me anymore. I need you to take me."

  I licked her one more time before I eased her back down on top of me, pressing my knee into her hot pussy. I kissed her hard, sharing her juices with her. Rolling over, we continued to kiss while my hand moved down to cup a breast, squeezing, kneading the soft, enticing flesh before running my palm over her hardened nipple.

  Breaking away, I trailed kisses down her cheek, sucking her earlobe, my tongue darting inside her ear. She moaned in pleasure, arching into me. My thumb and finger closed tightly on her nipple.

  "Oh, yeah. That's it. Pinch me harder. Oh, God, Chase."

  Always happy to oblige, I squeezed her with more force before surrendering the nipple to my mouth so my hand could move lower, gliding over smooth skin that rippled at my touch. When my fingertips brushed through her soft curls, her legs opened wider and I felt her hips thrust upward.

  My tongue lapped around her nipple before my teeth closed on it just as my fingers slipped past her wet hair and over her slick clit. She reached down and lay her hand over mine, pressing my fingers into her, around her. Our fingers moved together, rubbing her. I could feel her hardening, pulsing under my fingers. I finally released her nipple and kissed all over her breasts. First one. Then the other. Light kisses, soft bites, teasing licks. All the while her hips were gyrating, bucking into me. Moving up and around, encouraging my fingers to stroke her harder, faster.

  After one final kiss to the soft underside of a full breast, I nibbled my way to her belly button. Her panting and groaning urged me on. I traced a tantalizing line to the top of her hair with my tongue, teasing her, knowing that I wasn't playing fair and loving the response. Our fingers continued to massage the length of her. I was surprised at how far her clit extended. She was standing straight out, begging for release.

  Brigid used her free hand to push my head lower, while her other hand pushed three of my fingers inside her waiting pussy. I licked her hardness from base to tip over and over while my fingers moved in and out of her. The sound of her cunt sucking my fingers deeper drove me crazy, compelling me to pump harder. I slid a fourth finger inside her while she met my every thrust. She grabbed my wrist and used my hand as a dildo, fucking herself with my fingers. I surrendered my arm to her completely. I could feel her tight walls compress against me; so much of her juices flowed down my wrist that her grip slipped slightly. She held more firmly and picked up the pace.

  The scent of her arousal flooded my nose, surrounding me, dragging me in, and making me dizzy. My tongue reveled in her musky flavor, sucking as much to get my fill of her as to guide her over the edge. My teeth closed on her clit, pressing into it while sucking on it at the same time. My world was between her legs. There was no past, no future, only that moment, that pussy. Every one of my senses was attuned to pleasing her.

  From somewhere in the distance, a sound invaded my world. I became aware of heavy breathing, panting, whimpering. Next came a guttural moan followed by a loud scream that coincided with Brigid's pussy clenching tightly around my fingers. I slipped my free hand under her, pressing her into me while she rode out her orgasm.

  When the shudders ceased, Brigid released her grip on me, and I withdrew from her. I kissed my way up her body, taking her lips again with mine. The kiss was soft, saying so much without words. I lay next to her and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, still amazed at what had just happened.

  "Chase?" Brigid's voice was low, still husky from desire.

  "Yeah?"

  She propped herself up and looked into my eyes, smiling. "You still think you're the first lesbian in the convent?"

  I threw my head back and laughed, now well aware of the answer. "I don't guess I am."

  Sliding her hand under my shirt, she whispered, "There's still time before confession," before she kissed me hard, her tongue immediately in my mouth, fanning the fire she'd started.

  Bless me, Father, indeed, I thought as her hand closed over my breast. I closed my eyes, blocking out everything but the sensations of her touch, knowing that whether I made confession or not, I was about to experience heaven for the second time that day.

  The Pole

  by Pat Cronin

  "SO, YOU'RE A fireman?"

  Bailey felt the woman's warm breath on her ear and the sensation gave her heart a jolt. She carefully took a drink of her Corona and turned to find herself staring into the most amazing pair of blue eyes. "Um, what did you say?"

  The eyes twinkled with amusement. "I said, so you're a fireman?"

  Bailey's gaze moved to her busty chest and glanced at the fire department insignia over her left breast, then went back to the blue eyes. "I don't see any men in here."

  "Funny." The woman sat on the bar stool beside her and ordered a beer. "Do you work around here?"

  "Yep. Right across the street."

  "I'm Amber."

  "Bailey."

  Amber smiled and signaled the bartender to give Bailey another Corona. "It's on me."

  "Thanks, but I--"

  "No." Amber leaned closer, pressing her fingers lightly across Bailey's lips. Her light brown hair touched Bailey's arm and she had to fight the urge to touch the soft strands. "I want to do this."

  The firefighter winked at her and kissed the fingers that still touched her lips. She was rewarded with a seductive smile and could almost feel herself getting wet just from the look. It made Bailey wonder how long it had been since she'd last had sex. Heh. Too damn long if you have to think about it.

  Bailey took a long drink of her beer, then swirled it around a bit. Amber was staring at her in the way that a woman stares when she has just one thing on her mind. Bailey swallowed hard and drained the last bit of her drink.

  "So, do you live around here?"

  "About two miles away." Amber's hand was now on Bailey's thigh, her long fingers trailing toward the firefighter's hips. "I've never seen the inside of a firehouse before."

  "Really?" Bailey placed her hand over Amber's, stopping the play, but letting the woman know with a quick look that the game was far from over. "I can take you there. Everyone's sleeping this time of night."

  "Can we go now?"

  "You bet." Bailey tossed a few dollars on the bar, grabbed Amber's hand and led her out of the bar, across the street and to the firehouse doors. Her hands were shaking, but she managed to get the key out and let them in.

  "The sleeping quarters are in the back of the house, but we have a rec room upstairs."

  "Let's start there." Amber slid her arm around Bailey's hips, letting her hand rest comfortably in the other woman's back pocket.

  Bailey picked up the pace, hoping no one was in the rec room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found it empty.

  Amber was only a few steps behind her and took a moment to look around the small room. Six leather recliners were in a semi-circle around a TV stand that was equipped with DVD and VCR players. "Cozy."

  "Yeah, we like it."

  "I can see that." Amber stepped closer to Bailey, letting her hands rest on the woman's shoulders. "I bet a lot goes on here. I mean, besides sleeping."

  "Oh sure." Bailey found herself held in the grip of those eyes, forgetting that she was in the firehouse, forgetting that at any moment someone could walk in on them, forgetting that a call may come in a
nd the station would be flooded with firefighters. She could only think of those eyes, until the hands began to roam.

  Amber slowly untucked Bailey's shirt from her jeans, then worked her hands under the smooth cotton fabric to touch the warm skin beneath it. "Soft," she whispered, leaning forward to nibble on Bailey's neck, her lips lingering near the pulse point.

  Bailey felt herself shiver involuntarily. "I--"

  "Shh," Amber brought her lips to Bailey's mouth, preventing any more discussion. Her hands continued to explore the soft skin. She rubbed along the edges of Bailey's breasts, her fingers teasing the nipples under the sports bra. She felt them harden and let her thumbs flick across them as her hands moved to grasp the shirt and pull it over Bailey's head.

  Amber tossed the shirt away and then slid her hands around Bailey's back to loosen the bra, freeing the large breasts for closer examination.

  Bailey sucked in a breath when her skin was exposed to the cool air. Her balance teetered when Amber's warm mouth surrounded her right nipple and areola, taking more of it in than Bailey thought possible. She sucked hard and fast and it nearly sent her over the edge right there. Bailey reached back to steady herself on one of the chairs. She didn't realize her mistake until she pressed her weight against the chair and found herself falling as the chair reclined.

  There was a soft thud and then a giggle as Amber landed beside her on the floor. "Well, that was interesting."

  Bailey felt the blush heat her cheeks. "Sorry. I was--well, you were--"

  Amber saved her from further talk by running her tongue across Bailey's lips. "Yeah, where were we?"

  There was no answer from the half-naked firefighter.

  Amber straddled Bailey's hips and bent forward to continue her ministration of the woman's right breast. Her hand slipped to Bailey's left breast, where her fingers pinched the sensitive nipple.

  Bailey wrapped her fingers in the light brown hair above her, pulling Amber's face closer as she sucked harder. Just when Bailey was sure she couldn't take any more, Amber released her right breast and immediately began attending to the left one, attaching her mouth to it with such vigor that a gasp escaped Bailey's lips. Her over-sensitized right nipple was now getting attention from Amber's hand. The moisture between Bailey's legs was growing by the second.

  She barely noticed when Amber's right hand stopped twisting her nipple and began a steady slide down her body. The pull of her zipper was too soft to hear, but the moment those fingers scratched the surface of her panties, Bailey's eyes opened wide.

  "Lift your hips, babe." Amber urged her, tugging at the jeans that were in her way.

  Bailey didn't hesitate to comply, lifting her hips so Amber could slide the pants down to her knees. Amber then hooked her thumbs in the sides of Bailey's underwear and slid them down as well.

  Bailey leaned back against the floor, her fingers again tangled in Amber's hair as the woman began a slow journey down the length of her body. Lips nipped and sucked along her rib cage to the six-pack abs she was so proud of, and ended up just above the soft curls between her legs.

  Long fingers rubbed against those curls, teasing her as they barely touched her heated skin. "You're moist." Amber's voice was low, almost a growl. "I like that."

  "Oh God." Bailey could feel herself getting wetter, anticipating the feel of those fingers inside her.

  "You want it bad, don't you?"

  "Yes!" Bailey squirmed beneath Amber. "Please!"

  "Soon." Amber slid further down Bailey's body, taking her time as she removed Bailey's sneakers, then the rest of her clothes.

  Bailey started to reach out to remove Amber's shirt, but her hands were shooed away. Amber slowly unbuttoned her own shirt, tossing it aside. To Bailey's delight, Amber was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were small and firm, her nipples already hard.

  Amber noticed Bailey eyeing her and winked. "You'll get your turn later." She stood up long enough to remove her shoes and pants.

  Twitching with desire, Bailey moved her right hand toward her groin, intent on getting some relief. But Amber was quick and pulled the hand out of her way. "Not yet."

  Bailey wanted to protest, but words were lost to her when she felt Amber's warm breath brush against her hardened clitoris.

  Amber took hold of Bailey's hips, keeping them steady as she lowered herself into position. She gazed at the woman beneath her, pleased to see her shaking with anticipation. Amber closed her eyes and pressed her face between Bailey's legs, darting her tongue out to find the clitoris. She worked circles around the warm skin, feeling Bailey tremble, hearing the labored breathing.

  Her lips closed on Bailey's clitoris, sucking and pulling with nearly as much fervor as when she'd suckled Bailey's breasts. Amber knew that Bailey was closer now and released her, letting her tongue slide between the labia, where she could taste the moisture.

  Bailey's hips were thrusting toward Amber's mouth, her entire body shaking. Amber moved her tongue away from the labia and back to Bailey's clitoris, at the same time sliding in her fingers. Amber began a rhythmic in and out motion that came in time with the thrusting of Bailey's hips.

  Amber felt the opening widen as she brought Bailey closer and closer to orgasm.

  It seemed like a lifetime passed before Bailey felt the orgasm shudder through her body. "Oh yes! Oh, god yes!" The wave of pleasure moved over her, leaving Bailey in a sweating heap, her heart pounding wildly and her breathing coming in short gasps. Amber slowly removed her fingers, letting them slide gently through the thick pubic hair, down the inner thighs, spreading Bailey's moisture along her body.

  Amber lay beside Bailey, her hand resting between soft breasts, waiting patiently for her to float back down.

  Bailey slowly opened her eyes and gazed over at the blue eyes beside her. She lifted her hand to caress Amber's cheek. "Thanks."

  "No. Don't thank me."

  "Oh." Bailey instantly worried she had said something wrong. It certainly wouldn't be the first time. "Um, I didn't mean--"

  "I was thanking you." Amber turned her head and kissed the hand that had been touching her cheek. "You're a firefighter. It's the least I could do."

  Bailey didn't know whether to laugh or cry or what. She stared at the woman for a few moments, then sat up, pushing her gently to the ground so that she was now on top of Amber, enjoying the feel of skin on skin. "Well, let me at least return the favor."

  Amber was looking over Bailey's shoulder. "Under one condition."

  "What's that?"

  "I get to slide down the fire pole."

  Bailey glanced behind her at the shiny brass pole and grinned. "Sure. But that won't be the only thing you slide down tonight."

  "Oh, I knew I liked you," Amber purred.

  Bailey pressed her lips against Amber's, her tongue sliding them apart so she could reach Amber's tongue. Bailey sucked it into her mouth, holding it there for a few seconds before moving to Amber's lower lip. She captured it between her teeth and tugged gently, giving it a nip before letting go.

  Bailey's hand kneaded Amber's breast, while the left slid between their bodies, working its way toward Amber's groin. Amber leaned her head back and gasped when she felt Bailey's fingers slip through her curls to rest against her labia.

  Blue eyes gazed up at Bailey and the firefighter grinned, letting the nail of one finger graze against Amber's heated skin, almost laughing at the instant moisture she felt there. "Wow. You're more ready than I was."

  "Bitch," Amber whispered the word, but there was only passion in her tone. She grasped Bailey's face with both hands and pulled the woman closer for a long kiss, their tongues parrying for dominance.

  Bailey continued to tease Amber, her fingers getting closer and closer, but never touching for more than a second. Amber moaned into her mouth, thrusting her hips upward in an attempt to force Bailey's fingers inside.

  Strong hands captured Amber's hips, pinning them down as Bailey slid her knee between Amber's legs. "It's better when you wait."
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br />   Amber's breathing was coming in shallow gasps now, her heartbeat quickening with every touch of Bailey's fingers. She tried to press herself against Bailey's knee and whimpered when she couldn't. "Please!" She begged for release.

  "I will." Bailey's lips moved along Amber's jaw line, to her ear, then down her neck. She spent a few extra seconds sucking along her prominent collarbone before moving to the soft mounds of flesh she'd been eying most of the night.

  Bailey's mouth took in Amber's breast, bringing an almost immediate gasp from her lover. Bailey let her tongue circle the hardened nipple, then the areola, coming to a stop when she felt Amber shiver.

  Her ministrations moved to the other breast and earned her a deep sigh from Amber. Bailey smiled and kept up her work on both breasts until she was sure that Amber was going to kill her.

  She chuckled softly and moved her leg out of the way, slipping her fingers between Amber's folds. Amber's hips thrust upward to meet Bailey's fingers just as they slid into her. They began the in and out motion, going faster and faster until Amber let out a scream.

  "Yes!"

  Bailey nearly panicked, reaching up with her free hand to cover Amber's mouth. She continued pumping her fingers, hoping to bring the woman to orgasm soon and hoping no one had just been awakened.

  "Oh, Bailey! Faster! Faster!"

  Amber rocked her hips, trying to get Bailey's fingers in deeper, screaming for her to work faster. Bailey was certain she couldn't go any faster when Amber opened her mouth. The orgasm was muffled by Bailey's hand as the woman beneath her arched her back for a few seconds, then slowly came back down, resting flat against the floor.

  Bailey removed her hand when she was sure the screaming was over, letting her fingers trail along the woman's soft abdomen.

  Amber was breathing fast, but opened her eyes to gaze up at Bailey. "Now can I slide down the pole?"

  "Well, you need to put your clothes on first."

  Amber raised an eyebrow at her. "Why? Won't that ruin the fun?"

  "The fun--oh man." Bailey shook her head. "You really don't want to slide down that thing, um, naked."