by Emily Vixen
“I suppose that makes sense.” Sophia made herself comfortable and sat back on the bed, spreading her legs and presenting her wet cunt to the other woman. She was already horny from giving Isabelle oral and she was even more worked up now she was putting on a show. She didn’t need to waste any time rubbing her pussy to excite herself with how wet she already was. She could easily slip two fingers straight into her soaking cunt, moaning softly as she started fingering her tight hole.
“You truly are enjoying putting on a show for me, aren’t you?” Isabelle chuckled, rather enjoying the view as Sophia began to steadily work her fingers in and out of her cunt. The sound of her pussy squelching with wetness echoed around the room as she panted and moaned quietly, her hips shifting as she humped her hand.
“Y-yeah!” Sophia agreed with a gasp. “I love f-fingering my pussy in front of you! It feels good knowing you’re watching me!” she moaned, slipping a third finger into her cunt along with the other two. Her hand moved fast and hard as she rapidly fingered herself, her free hand moving up to massage her huge tits as she fucked herself desperately.
“I bet you want to cum, don’t you?” Isabelle said with a smirk.
“Yes!” Sophia gasped. “I want to cum so badly!” she whined.
“Then let me help you. It will be even better that way, don’t you think?” Isabelle didn’t wait for an answer as she reached out, seizing Sophia by the wrist. The other woman let out a whine of annoyance as her masturbation was abruptly interrupted, denying her an orgasm by mere moments.
“Ah! Why?” Sophia complained. “I want to cum!”
“I know you do.” Isabelle chuckled. “Worry not, I shall provide.” She swiftly stripped off her dress, heels and bra, leaving her as naked as Sophia. With her clothes out of the way, she threw her arms around the other woman and drew her close. She kissed her firmly, tasting her own cum on her girlfriend’s lips as she kissed her passionately, her tongue exploring her mouth. She dragged Sophia to lay down on the bed with her, intertwining their legs as she grasped at Sophia’s rear, squeezing and groping it. Her legs and hips twitched and shifted, rubbing her still sensitive cunt against Sophia’s thigh whilst returning the favour and rubbing her own leg against Sophia’s pussy.
“F-fuck! It’s so good!” Sophia gasped, moaning loudly and clinging desperately to Isabelle as they fucked.
“Mm, even now, I cannot help myself!” Isabelle groaned. “Once is not enough! I must cum again!” she announced. She locked her lips with Sophia’s again, kissing her deeply to dull the noise of their moans as they fucked desperately.
Isabelle’s pussy was still sensitive after her earlier orgasm and Sophia had been close anyway. There was no way that either of them could last for long. Sophia was the first to finish, practically screaming into their kiss as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Her entire body shuddered with the force of her orgasm, her pussy suddenly wetter than ever as she came hard against Isabelle’s thigh. Isabelle followed suit moments later, clinging tightly to Sophia as she finished.
The two of them finally broke off their kiss and collapsed back against the bed, panting for breath as they lay beside one another.
“…that was incredible.” Sophia said breathlessly, reaching out to take Isabelle’s hand in her own and give it a gentle squeeze.
“Indeed. That was even more of a thrill than the fortune we amassed downstairs.” Isabelle chuckled, leaning over to kiss Sophia softly on the cheek. “I shall have to have you accompany me on my gambling ventures more often in the venture.”
“Sounds good to me.” Sophia said with a grin, too exhausted to lean over and return the kiss. The two of them lay there in the bed, holding hands and breathing heavily as they slowly recovered from their exhausting fuck. They needed to relax and catch their breath for now, but they both knew that within an hour they’d be fucking again. The thrill of gambling always got Isabelle in the mood, and Isabelle being in the mood inevitably got Sophia in the mood as well. It was going to be a long night, though that was by no means a bad thing.
A Lovely Lesbian Cougar
“Ugh, I'm so bored,” Tina grumbled as she lay back on the couch. The television was on but honestly she wasn't even sure what was showing at the moment. She'd sort of been zoning out rather than actually watching it. It seemed to be some kind of cooking show but she felt the same way about it that she normally did when it came to those kind of shows – it looked nice enough but nobody ever seemed to cook a full portion of anything. What was it about people making fancy food that made them not want to bother making a full meal out of it? The thought of food was apparently enough to remind her of just how long it had been since she'd eaten and her stomach grumbled. She made a noise of effort as she pulled herself up off the couch and made her way to the kitchen.
The fridge was her first port of call but there wasn't much good in there. She had plenty of food in but nothing really tickled her fancy or caught her eye. She also couldn't be bothered to put in the time and effort to cook most of it. She wanted something to eat now, something quick and easy, but apparently she hadn't stocked anything along those lines. She started searching the cupboards instead and continued to struggle to find anything good, eventually giving in and just making herself some instant noodles. They certainly weren't the healthiest option but at least it would only take a few minutes.
Tina pulled out her phone to start browsing the internet while she prepared her noodles. She was scrolling through social media, looking at her updates, and after that moved on to checking that she hadn't missed any messages. She enjoyed freelance work but times like this, when you were waiting for a new job to come through, were admittedly quite boring. Still, she enjoyed her job and wasn't going to go changing it any time soon. Being bored was relaxing in its own special kind of way too, loathe as she was to admit it. She finished preparing her noodles and sat back down on the couch in front of the television to eat them. The fork was in front of her mouth and she was already eagerly anticipating her first bite when her phone started ringing. Wonderful. Apparently her complaints of being bored had tempted fate. She grumbled and put her fork back in her noodles to answer the phone.
“Hello?” she said after she picked up. She hadn't even bothered checking who it was. She got calls from work through all sorts of numbers, and sometimes directly from clients, so a lot of the time it was safe to assume she wouldn't have the number saved in her contacts anyway.
“Tina, hey! Are you busy today?” asked an excited voice on the other end of the line. She recognised the voice immediately. Angie only ever called her up when she wanted to hang out and couldn't get anybody else to go along. She didn't really mind though, especially on a day like today when she couldn't seem to entertain herself anyway.
“Oh, hey Angie. I guess I'm not too busy,” Tina said. She carefully balanced her noodles between her legs and started eating while on the phone. It would have been rude with a client or with work but she figured she could get away with it if she was only talking to a friend.
“Great! So, listen, I was thinking of hitting up the club or a bar or something tonight. It feels like forever since I got some action, you know? Figured I'd go out there and get some! You wanna tag along? Might even get yourself some action too!” she suggested.
“I suppose I could do with that,” Tina agreed after swallowing her food. “I guess it has been a while.” Honestly, she'd probably got laid within the past couple of weeks only, but she wasn't about to tell Angie that. It would just make her feel bad, knowing her friend was getting some while she went without. Tina figured it wouldn't hurt to go along with her anyway, and if she lucky, she actually would some more action too. It wasn't as if she was going to say no if the right kind of person came along, after all.
“Great! Okay, I'll start getting ready and come over then. See you in a couple of hours!” The phone call ended before Tina could even say goodbye. She shrugged it off and put the phone down to focus on finishing her food. A couple of hours to get read
y? She had no idea how Angie did it. Sure, she looked good, but did it really take her two hours to make herself look that good? Even when Tina was putting the effort in it wouldn't take her more than twenty minutes or so. Oh well, that just gave her more time to laze about before Angie arrived. She relaxed on the couch and ate her food, all while the cooking show she was watching tormented her with much more tantalizing alternatives.
Once she had finished eating, Tina turned the television off and wandered into her bedroom to start picking out an outfit. She had a few options in mind already but now she needed to actually choose one. There was always the classic black dress but that was so expected that it didn't really get the attention it deserved any more She could also go with something more understated, perhaps a simple blouse and a pair of well-fitting jeans. That would show off her ass nicely but she also wouldn't come across as too slutty. Then again, she could also take the complete opposite approach and wear a nice, short skirt with some lacy panties, hoping to give a glimpse to an attractive onlooker in order to lure them over for some action. The thought alone was rather exciting. In fact, she had enough time for a little fun before she had to get ready, Tina realised. She stripped off, ready to take a shower, but didn't head into the bathroom just yet. Instead she got onto the bed and made herself comfortable, laying back and taking a moment just to bask in the comfort of her soft sheets against her bare flesh.
Tina let her mind wander, thinking about the kind of people she might be lucky enough to bump into when they went out later that night. Perhaps she'd find a pretty young blonde woman, a healthy weight but with particularly big tits. It was pretty typical but sometimes it was nice to think about the more stereotypical options. You got so carried away trying to think of different, more exciting alternatives that it just didn't occur to you to think about the obvious choice a lot of the time. She thought about hitting it up and chatting a little while her hand wandered down her body, her fingers starting to slowly graze up and down her slit. She gasped softly, already starting to get more aroused at even the gentlest touch. Perhaps she was even more in need of action than she'd originally realised.
Her fantasy of chatting with this woman and hitting it off moved quickly in her mind and before long she was thinking of the two of them being back at her apartment. She groaned softly, arching her back and rubbing herself a little faster as she imagined the woman slowly stripping off and giving her a good look at her big, beautiful breasts. Tina thought about grabbing and squeezing them and burying her face in them and stripping off alongside her, getting to expose her already soaking pussy to another person. Then the two of them would tumble onto the bed and start fucking and oh god she hadn't realised until now just how horny she was. Tina was gasping and panting, one hand grasping at the sheets beneath her while the other worked away vigorously between her legs. Once she was good and ready she slipped a finger into her pussy and moaned quietly, starting to finger herself.
She arched her back and started shifting her hips in time with moving her finger, fucking herself vigorously. Maybe it was a good thing they were going out tonight. She desperately needed to find someone for a good fuck. It was only now, in the midst or masturbating, that Tina realised just how much she needed a good seeing to. She bit her lip to try and muffle her moans and gasps as she continued fingering herself eagerly, her knuckles going white as she grasped tightly at the bedsheets. She was almost there. She could feel it getting close. She moved her hand as fast and hard as she could, eager to finally hit her climax, and was only moments away when her phone started ringing. The surprise alone was enough to interrupt her and she grumbled as she grabbed it to see why it was making a noise. Of all the times to go off, why then?! She had been so close to orgasm only to be denied at the last possible moment. To make matters worse, it was a message from her friend explaining that she wouldn't be taking so long after all. She would be there in an hour at most.
“Oh fuck,” Tina huffed, firing off a quick response before dragging herself off the bed to hop in the shower. It was difficult to pick up again after how good she'd been feeling before the interruption and she didn't really have the time to build up to a good orgasm again. Not when her time had been cut short. Now she really needed to meet somebody at the club. She had an orgasm just waiting to be released and if she didn't have the time to bring it about herself then she was damn well going to find somebody there to help her out. Hopefully there would actually be somebody worthwhile there to assist her. Then again, if there wasn't she supposed she could just rub one out in the bathrooms. Doing that in public was kinky enough to get her off anyway. She tried not to work herself up by thinking too much about it and hopped in the shower to prepare for what would hopefully be a very successful night out.
After she had finished showering, Tina was once again faced with the choice of what to wear. She had been considering it for a while in the shower but had never actually come to a conclusion. In the end she simply decided to close her eyes and reach into her wardrobe to pick something out. Leaving it to pure chance seemed like a good idea in the way, considering that she was hoping to get lucky later that night. Of course, if it was something utterly ridiculous then she wouldn't just accept it, but hopefully making a random choice instead of over-thinking it would end up working her favour.
It turned out that random chance wasn't any more creative than she was. The first thing she picked out was the typical little black dress. It was great of course, and it certainly looked good on her, but it seemed a little...expected, at this point. Then again, perhaps there was nothing wrong with that. After all, her little fantasy earlier had been a lot of fun ( at least until it was interrupted, anyway) and that had been about the most obvious thing she could possibly think of. Yes, this would do, she decided. The little black dress was a staple of any woman's wardrobe for a good reason after all. Hopefully it would work its magic tonight just as it had done in the past.
Tina slipped into her dress and matched it with a pair of heels and a few accessories. She had just finished getting ready when there was a knock at the door. Perfect. She couldn't believe how well she'd managed to time everything. Honestly, it would have been annoying if she'd been ready too quickly, it just would have rubbed in the fact that she'd had plenty of time to finish up before showering and getting dressed. Tina double-checked herself in the mirror, making sure she looked good, and then answered the door.
“Ooh, little black dress? Looks like somebody's serious about tonight,” Angie laughed. “Guess I'll have some competition!”
“I think we're hunting for different prey tonight, I wouldn't worry too much about it,” Tina chuckled. “Anyway, come on, we'd better get going. Don't want to turn up too late and find out all the ones have already left with somebody else!”
“Yeah, plus it's more expensive to get in if you turn up later on,” Angie added. After Tina had locked up her apartment and put her keys away in her handbag the two of them left for the club.
They arrived before it was really getting busy but there was nothing wrong with that. It just meant they could settle down with a couple of drinks before going on the pull. They just sat around at the bar to begin with, drinking while surveying the club and trying to decide if it was worth actually approaching anyone yet.
“Looks like the hot people haven't actually turned up yet,” Tina sighed after polishing off her first drink. She turned to speak more to Angie, only to discover she wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention. She was already talking to somebody else, a fairly attractive guy who hadn't hesitated at all to wander over and strike up a conversation. She gave a wry smile and decided to leave Angie to it. At least she was having some luck. Perhaps, Tina decided, she would do better actually going for a wander around and trying to find someone worth her time. She grabbed another drink and nursed it while she made the rounds of the club, hoping to draw some attention. It was much easier going to a lesbian bar but she'd had success in regular clubs before and was determined to manage the same again t
onight, especially after being denied her orgasm earlier.
Despite her best efforts, Tina didn't find anyone worth her time. A couple of guys came up to speak with her but she gently turned them down, explaining that they weren't her type. Most of them just shrugged it off, though one of them acted as if he'd been personally attacked by the response and demanded a 'real' answer. She happily provided him with one and he meekly retreated when he realised what an ass he was making of himself, trying so hard to pick up a lesbian.
Tina sighed quietly and returned to the bar. At least she could go and see how Angie was getting on and chat with her a little. That was the plan anyway, though things didn't quite work out that way. When she got back to the bar she was just in time to catch Angie on the verge of leaving.
“Oh hey, Tina, there you are! So listen, Greg and I are heading back to his place, but I'll catch up with you later in the week, okay?” Angie barely waited for a response before wandering off with the guy she'd been flirting with while Tina was walking around. Tina could do nothing other than offer her a smile and wave her off before taking a seat at the bar again. Well this had been a colossal waste of time. She hadn't found a single attractive person, or at least not one that seemed interested in her in return, and now she was here on her own as well. Maybe she would be better off just cutting her losses and heading home.
“Well, before I leave, I guess I'll have one more drink,” she muttered, turning to the bar to order another one. She was preparing to pay for it when somebody else strode up beside her and paid on her behalf. Tina was a little surprised and turned around to say thank you but her voice caught in her throat when she saw who was paying. She figured it was some guy trying his luck but was pleasantly surprised to find it was actually a woman who had approached her. Far from the typical, young blonde bombshell she had fantasized about earlier she was instead faced with an older woman. She was probably in her late 40's at worst, and even that was being harsh, and she looked incredibly good for her age. Her dark hair was perfectly styled and her lips were curled into the kind of confident smile that only really came with age and experience.