Lesbian and sex. Sex and lesbians. This is not a blog about politics. This is a blog about fucking, plain and simple.
Fireworks on the 4th of July
After much consideration of an incredibly complicated situation, she decided just days before that we would no longer be sleeping together. As difficult as I believed it would be, I agreed to keep our plans to visit her family for the holiday. I was concerned about being around her family, not knowing if they thought we were still an item, but excited about the opportunity to shine and win her over without her even noticing I was. The first night we were there was tame enough, with little more than her play fighting with me in lieu of having sex with me. When it came time to sleep she wrapped her arms around me and drifted off while I fought my desires until sleep came. The next day way much of the same, she showed me her home town and we spent time with her extended family. We shot off fireworks in celebration and she had a few drinks. We weren’t alone together at all, and I began to think perhaps this time she was going to be able to hold to her decision. We returned to her parents house shortly before sunrise and I anticipated another night of my attraction to her fighting with my need for rest. We retired to the room along with a family member that was sharing the room with us, who soon excused herself to the restroom to get ready for bed. As soon as the door shut behind that person, however, the tension between she and I exploded with a simple glance. Before I knew it she was on top of me, kissing and biting furiously as if she were attempting to devour me. Her hands grabbed and pulled at my clothes and skin as her nails dug into me. She pushed her leg against my clit and proceeded to grind against my leg. “She’s going to come back” I whispered to her in between heavy breathing and gasps of pleasure as her fingers found my nipples. “I know.” she replied before driving her tongue into my mouth again. The door to the bathroom clicked and she pulled away as quickly as she had dove in, walking quickly to the other side of the room.
A few minutes of conversation passed and we turned out the light, she in the large bed with me, our companion on a fold out bed not far from us. She laid beside me with her back to me and I put my arm around her, pulling her into my chest. I pressed my hand flat against her stomach and she responded by pushing her ass against my hips. I ran my hand down, grabbing her hip and pulling it into me and she squirmed in frustration. I slid my hand down the front of her pants slowly, giving her ample opportunity to stop me if she felt the need. Finally I reached my destination with my fingers covering the entirety of her pussy, still slightly wet from our earlier encounter. I pushed in with my middle finger, and she raised her leg, opening for me and me. My finger slid in with little effort, and she sighed with relief. She turned her head towards me and I wrapped the fingers of my free hand in her hair, holding it there so that I may hear every gasp and whimper. I pushed in a second finger slowly and her hips raised, wanting more. Her lips against my ear shook as she breathed heavily. The sound of the air conditioner muffled her sounds before they could make it to our still-awake room mate, leaving them only for me. “Is there somewhere we can go?” I whispered into her ear, and she nodded in reply.
I withdrew my fingers and licked her moisture off of them as she slid out of the bed and made her way into the hallway. I waited a couple of minutes before following her, finding her in the kitchen and engaging her in a violent kiss. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the living room, already dimly lit with the blue light of morning. She instructed me to get under a nearby blanket, so that if her parents were to catch us they at least wouldn’t see the entirety of our actions. I removed her pants and pushed my fingers in hard, causing the familiar gasp that I’ve grown to live for. This was no time for teasing, and I enveloped her clit with my mouth, massaging it with my tongue at the same rhythm with which I pumped my fingers into her. She held on to my head with both hands, the thick blanket muffling the sounds that she was trying to keep quiet so much that I could barely hear them. The heat of my breath and exertion and her sex caused me to sweat quickly, and I paused momentarily to try and kick the bulk of the blanket off of me. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she said and I continued, but she continued to repeat it as I quickened my pace slightly. A quick burst of liquid came from her pussy and I wrapped my other arm around her leg, bracing for the impending orgasm. Within seconds of doing so her legs straightened, pushing down on my shoulders and her back arched slowly until she let out a single loud moan, followed by several gasps as she squirmed in ecstasy. Suddenly she pushed my head away and I withdrew my fingers again, satisfied this time with the end of my efforts.
Just a little info
I probably won’t be posting here too much. This is kind of like my own personal confessional that I don’t have to commit to anyone’s ears or to paper. I just want the ability to discuss my sex life and if it is something strangers want to know I think they should. I just don’t have many lesbian friends I can discuss things like this with that won’t get jealous, and my straight friends don’t really want to hear about such kink as sex in front of thousands of strangers or fucking my current flame with a gun. So I hope you are interested in the actual confessions of a lesbian rather than the type that frowns upon such things.
There’s nothing better
Than the complete surrender of a woman, and the surrender of this particular woman is perhaps the most satisfying feeling I’ve ever obtained. I love how she tries to fight it but can’t help but give in, how her being pressed against my chest destroys her ability to say no. I love the first movement she makes towards me when desire has won over logic. I love the moment right when she comes that seems to take her by surprise every time.
I’ve just had her and I’m already dreading how long the next few hours will be. I just want my hands on her always.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
