Tease Me

by Sarah Sanders

  Joy blew a hot breath on the swollen clit and Taylor’s thighs quavered.

  Joy lowered herself, now sitting with the legs completely folded under her, to reach perfectly between Taylor’s thighs. She raised one of Taylor’s legs over her shoulder, entwined her fingers with Taylor’s firmly to give her support and balance.

  Joy entered Taylor’s fully with her tongue. Taylor whimpered, her hips moving in response.

  She licked the whole length from inside Taylor’s vagina to the tip of her clit. Taylor cried out loud this time…and Joy licked the path again. Taylor was thrusting her hips as Joy tongue-fucked her.

  Three swathes of Joy’s tongue and Taylor was moaning ceaselessly…she was seeing white as she raced towards infinity.

  The fourth lick sent her tumbling into space. She saw rainbow coloured stars exploding and she screamed out loud…shaking, shuddering…as an almighty orgasm gripped her and waves of further wet poured out of her.

  Joy licked off all the juices pouring out of Taylor assiduously and possessively.

  She then sucked Taylor’s clit gently as Taylor rode out her orgasm calling out loud all the time.

  When Joy felt Taylor calming down and starting to come down, she stood and pressed their bodies together. Taylor collapsed into Joy, still shaking with residual spasms.

  Joy entwined two fingers and entered Taylor firmly.

  “Joy…some recovery time…” Taylor gasped, but her body betrayed her as her vagina clenched around Joy’s fingers and her hips thrust forward eagerly.

  “Show me what you were doing in the morning,” Joy whispered close to Taylor’s ear, her warm breath caressing.

  Taylor covered Joy’s hand with her own and started thrusting Joy’s fingers in and out with firm, hard, fast strokes. Joy fell into the rhythm Taylor had set and Taylor raised her arm over Joy’s shoulder, her head resting in the crook of Joy’s neck, placing small kisses and licks, as her hips moved of their own violation to meet thrust with thrust.

  She slipped her other hand into Joy and started fucking her.

  Joy felt Taylor peaking again. She withdrew her fingers momentarily and returned back in with three fingers. “Fuuuuuck,” Taylor cried out loud, thrusting faster into Joy.

  Joy pushed her fingers deep inside Taylor and curled them a little dragging them along her sensitive inner walls, bringing her fingers out only halfway before thrusting in again and repeating the drag inside.

  Taylor went rigid as a scrumptious orgasm went through her like a bolt of lightning. Joy shuddered into her own orgasm in tandem with Taylor.

  She gently eased her fingers out of Taylor, returned her middle finger inside and stroked her clit with her thumb till Taylor regained control to herself.

  Taylor’s breathing slowly returned to normal. She moved her head on Joy’s shoulder and kissed her neck. Turning her head, she gazed at Joy, eyes still glazed…”Joya…” she whispered reverentially.

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  Taylor stretched luxuriously humming in pleasure, just waking up from an exhausted nap she had fallen into after that shower. There was a pleasant soreness between her legs…which made her smile a wide, sexy, happy smile. She was luminescent in the low light, her naked body lit with an inner glow.

  She looked over to the other side of the bed, where Joy sat cross-legged reading on her Kindle. Joy had her glasses on, hair loose and tangled, wearing her preferred nightwear of short black satin shorts and a cami top. Taylor felt her heart clench with love just looking at Joy. She rolled over, sliding herself against Joy as she sat up beside her, hugged her and kissed her ear, nipping it gently, whispering into the ear, “Hi.”

  Joy turned, eyes sparkling as soon as they landed on her, “Hi, gorgeous,” she said softly, placing a quick kiss on Taylor’s lips. “Hungry?”

  “Mmmm…what are you offering?”

  “The offer was food…but if there’s something else you want, maybe that too,” Joy’s smile was amused and affectionate as she raised her brows suggestively.

  Taylor’s stomach growled…”That seems to be the answer…food for now,” Taylor said self-deprecatingly.

  “Anything in particular?”

  “Let’s play unadventurous for now and go with basic sandwiches or burgers…if they have them.”

  “They seem to have everything, babe…and French fries for you?” Joy smiled.

  “That’s not even a question, Joy,” Taylor placed a finger on Joy’s nose, before kissing it and getting out of bed as Joy called room service.

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  “Share my fries?” Taylor came around the table with the plate of fries in her hand and straddled Joy’s lap. She was wearing her preferred night wear…a short silk nighty that fell about three inches below her ass and usually a matching panty. Today the nighty set was purple trimmed with black lace. She had gathered her hair on top of her head in a messy bun, with tendrils escaping it and lying around her face…and looked sexy in a just-fucked way that was simply irresistible. They’d finished a rather scrappy meal and Joy was sipping Bailley’s Irish Cream, a liqueur she could drink in vast quantities.

  Taylor picked a fry, placed it in her mouth and leaned towards Joy for her to bite off her half. It ended with their lips touching…just barely. The second one ended in a soft, but definite kiss. As they made their way through the fries, the kisses turned deeper and deeper.

  Around half way through them, Joy’s hand was on Taylor’s cunt squeezing it. Soon Joy had slipped her hand down the front of Taylor’s panty and was stroking her inside her slit. By the end, Joy was inside Taylor, moving in and out slowly.

  “Looks like you really like the fries here,” Taylor teased, leaning in to rest her forehead on Joy’s. Taylor’s blue eyes were almost purple with arousal and Joy’s warm brown ones were practically entirely black with desire.

  Without a word, Joy eased her hand out of Taylor’s panty…without taking her eyes away from Taylor’s, she moved the cutlery away from behind Taylor on the table. She raised Taylor to sit on the edge of the table and slipped her panty off. Placing a hand between Taylor’s breasts, she lowered her to lie down on the table and pushed her nighty up, to over her waist.

  Taylor was already breathing heavily, madly aroused and really liking where this was going.

  Joy pulled Taylor a little more to the edge, so that Taylor’s cunt was just off the edge of the table, and unexpectedly picked her liqueur and slowly poured it on Taylor’s throbbing cunt lapping and licking it off as it cascaded down.

  The feel of the thick liqueur and Joy’s mouth on her cunt was almost too much to handle for Taylor. She sucked in a deep loud breath and squirmed.

  Joy put away the empty liqueur glass but didn’t raise her head from Taylor’s swollen centre. She opened her mouth wide and very, very gently chewed Taylor’s pussy. Her hands were stroking Taylor’s inner thighs. Taylor gasped out loud and felt herself coming in a small orgasm.

  Parting the swollen lips with her tongue, Joy swirled her tongue around Taylor’s clit. “OhmygodJoy,” Taylor moaned raising her hips towards Joy’s mouth.

  Joy sucked Taylor’s clit and stroked her length with the very tip of her tongue. “Fuuuuuuck,” Taylor groaned tossing her head from side to side.

  Joy’s tongue moved to Taylor’s entrance. Still using just the tip, Joy drew circles around the opening before making her tongue flat and licking the pulsating area and then sucking it. “Ohmygodohmygodohgodohfuckfuckgodfuck…Joy…ohgod…joyjoyjoyjoygodjoya…,” Taylor was practically levitating off the table.

  Soon all Taylor could feel was Joy’s mouth and tongue working all sorts of magic…chewing, licking, stroking, swirling, sucking…she was everywhere at once. Taylor was calling out loud, writhing, squirming, thrusting, tossing her head side-to-side, clutching anything she could hold…before setting on Joy’s forearms…coming in what must be the longest orgasm ever. One wave after another just sweeping th
rough her, drowning her.

  Joy slipped her tongue inside Taylor and gently caressed the soft, sensitive skin along Taylor’s inner thighs with light touches…and Taylor came with an orgasm so powerful that she sat up and wrapped her hands around Joy’s head and rocked her hips as waves crashed through her, making her shudder.

  Holding Taylor’s hips firmly, Joy pushed her tongue further into Taylor, effectively making Taylor ride her tongue as she orgasmed and Taylor spilled over into another more commanding orgasm, screaming out loud.

  Joy moved her mouth to Taylor’s clit and sucked it gently, soothingly bringing her back down.

  Taylor lay back on the table panting.

  Joy stood up and ran her hands over Taylor’s sides and abdomen, stopping at the undersides of her breasts, letting her thumbs draw patterns there.

  “Tay…I think you’ve just crowned me God,” she teased. Taylor simply looked at her through a lust-filled haze. Unable to talk. Unable to think. Unable to do anything but try and breathe.

  Joy sat Taylor up, and wrapped Taylor’s legs around her waist. Taylor wrapped her hands around Joy’s neck and buried her face in the crook of Joy’s neck. Exhausted. Exhilarated. After all this time together, sex was still fresh and new with Joy each time.

  Joy slipped Taylor off the table and carried her to bed.

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  They lay entwined side-by-side in the bed. Joy was playing with Taylor’s hair as Taylor lay with her face buried in Joy’s shoulder, arm flung over Joy’s middle. Taylor purred…finally coming back to earth fully from the colossal orgasms she had just had.

  “Joy,” she said softly.

  “Hmm?”

  “God has nothing on you,” she nuzzled Joy’s shoulder. Joy chuckled and wrapped her arms around Taylor holding her close as Taylor sank into deeply sated sleep.

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  Taylor awoke about an hour later, wet again, feeling Joy rubbing her cunt. She was still curled into Joy, arm around her middle.

  “Again?” she mumbled sleepily into Joy’s shoulder before willingly turning to lie on her back and spread her legs.

  Joy rolled to lie partially atop of her, kneading her cunt.

  “After this, Joya, I’m going to be so sore and raw…you’ll have to be especially creative tomorrow,” Taylor said, playing with Joy’s hair, running her fingers through thick strands.

  “Will do,” Joy mumbled, kissing Taylor’s neck.

  She eased her hand out from between Taylor’s legs to run her fingers sensuously all over Taylor’s highly sensitised skin…thighs, sides, abdomen, arms…and Taylor’s very skin came alive as Joy’s fingers moved over her. Every pore responded to Joy’s touch and Taylor started getting goose bumps.

  This time there was nothing fast or rushed in the way Joy caressed Taylor. She kissed, licked, nipped, caressed Taylor’s body with unhurried assurance, igniting her slowly. Taylor’s closed her eyes and purred and hummed in pleasure thoroughly enjoying the slow burn building in her.

  Joy kissed down her abdomen running her fingers over Taylor’s inner thighs, and Taylor felt a heaviness between her legs.

  Joy kissed lower and Tylor’s hips moved upwards. Joy kissed Taylor’s inner thighs, licking them before returning up, to Taylor’s waist…without touching her pussy in the process. As Joy continued kissing and caressing Taylor’s upper body, Taylor’s hips began moving in a thrusting motion of their own accord and she whimpered.

  Joy turned her attention to Taylor’s breasts…kissing, licking, biting and pulling one with her mouth and caressing and squeezing the other with her hand. She pinched the hardened, puckered nipple, tweaked and pulled it. Taylor was by now dry humping in a frenzy, clutching the pillow under her head, tossing her head from side to side, moaning softly.

  Joy entered Taylor with possessive ownership and Taylor exhaled a long breath.

  Joy’s fingers met each thrust of Taylor’s hips with a forceful thrust and the speed built up progressively to the background music of Taylor’s moans.

  Joy pinched Taylor’s swollen clit between her forefinger and thumb rhythmically, in pace with their thrusts and Taylor exhaled Joy’s name over and over again.

  Joy moved her finger around Tylor’s clit and fast circles. Taylor gasped and grabbed Joy’s face pulling her into a wild, deep passionate kiss as she came in a profoundly soul-satisfying orgasm. She actually shimmered as Joy watched her awestruck.

  Taylor lay there for a few moments…feeling she was surely in heaven. It was just the feeling without any thoughts or words.

  She opened her eyes to Joy watching her with something akin to pride, caressing her breast.

  Taylor tilted her head a little and slipped her hand between Joy’s legs. She brought Joy’s head down to her other breast as she entered Joy and started fucking her. She could feel how close Joy was and moved faster as Joy sucked her breast.

  But then, instead of peaking she felt Joy winding down. Joy took her mouth away from Taylor’s breast and buried it in the crook of her neck.

  Taylor instantly knew what just happened. Joy needed to be fucking Taylor, or Taylor had to be orgasming, or Joy needed to be bringing Taylor down from her orgasm to actually be able to come herself.

  Taylor grasped Joy’s hand which was on her breast, brought it down and put it on her cunt. “Fuck me, Joy,” she said softly.

  Joy raised her head to look at Taylor. “But you just said you were raw…”

  “Shut up and fuck me, Joya,” Taylor said gently, intense love filling her eyes.

  Joy understood.

  She lowered her lips to claim Taylor’s in a kiss that was filled with all the emotion she felt as she started thrusting into Taylor with frenzied speed and passion. Taylor kissed her back with the same intensity of emotion. Their kiss was deep and profound yet gentle.

  The gentleness of the kiss on her mouth along with the frenzied fucking in her cunt was a heady combination and Taylor moaned, matching Joy’s speed with her own thrusts into Joy even as her hips started moving wildly.

  Taylor pinched Joy’s clit and Joy collapsed as waves of pleasure rendered her motionless. Taylor brought her down gently stroking her.

  It was a very long moment later that Joy raised her head to look at Taylor. Her eyes held an emotion for which there could be no words or description. “Thank you, Tay.”

  Taylor eased her hand out from between Joy’s legs and pressed her back till Joy was lying flat on her back and Taylor lay completely on top of her. She let her full weight into Joy, as she raised her hands to Joy’s face, caressing her cheeks with the back of her hands, running a thumb over Joy’s lower lip. Taylor looked at her...letting her sincerity flow out towards Joy. “Joya, you are so many levels of wonderful and so many dimensions of fantastic…I’d need a few lifetimes to just start thanking you.” She lowered her mouth and kissed Joy softly.

  She then slid a little lower, turned on her side, still on top of Joy, clearly settling in for the night, showing every intention of using Joy as her mattress for the night. Joy put a pillow on her chest for Taylor – to give support to her neck – as Taylor curled up a little, placed Joy’s hand between her legs, shut her eyes, saying, “Tomorrow Joya, lick me awake.”

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