Women Seeking Women #56 - Scene 3

I eased onto her lap, straddling her cock where it hung heavy against my thigh. My labia slipped down, took the crown inside, then pressed forward until the whole length rode against my slit—slow, hot, hard heat. I rocked my hips to coat her with my slick until my folds hugged the shaft like they belonged there. At last I lifted, notched her in one more time, and slid all the way down. The sudden blunt stretch forced a shaky gasp out of me. She filled the emptiness her eyes had already promised. Full and suddenly greedy, I began to ride. Steady. Wet. She held my waist, steered me lower, deeper; I answered with the small filthy sounds she dragged out of me. Each motion tugged a fresh rush of heat between my legs. I pressed my palms flat to her chest, braced there, and moved until sweat caught at the small of my back. Her gaze stayed locked on the way my pussy took her again and again. She looked pleased, darkly so. When I tightened, my cunt fluttered, sucked, gave itself over—her cock held inside me where it felt right.