Cassandra

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On Cassandra's bed, both of us were entangled in the same passionate liplock that we were in moments ago, but this time we were able to touch each other, too. I was nervous as her hands grazed over my arms and fingers and under my shirt to caress my belly, and I was just as nervous about touching her and how to touch her and where it was pleasing. I'd never been this intimate with anyone before. Her kisses and soft moans, though, reassured me every time I was cautious.



There was a faint voice in the back of my mind that reminded me that Cassandra's husband, Dave, who, even this early in the day, could have walked in on us at any time. Now that I knew he was actually capable of striking his wife and not entirely ashamed of doing such a thing, I was quite fearful. And, if I wasn't so entranced by this gorgeous woman under my fingertips, I may have pulled away from her. Oh, if only.



Cassandra's tongue pressed against my lips, begging for permission inside. When she slipped it in, I gasped at the tickling sensation along my gums. It felt heavenly as her tongue stroked mine and it ran across the roof of my mouth.



I touched her lower back on instinct and moaned, but Cassandra had to pull away, wincing. Oops... I'd forgotten her injury there. "Sorry," I murmured, pulling my naughty hand back up to touch her lips. "I forgot."



Her dimples came into view as she smiled. "It's alright," she replied. "There has to be a little pain with pleasure, right?" The gleam in her eyes made me shiver in anticipation.



I sat up slowly and the woman gave me a curious look before she followed the movement. I scooted myself close to her, tucking my fingers under the material of her t-shirt, and I peered up at her, waiting for some sort of approval. When she lifted her arms heavenward, I lifted it smoothly from her torso, tossing it carelessly to the floor.



My eyes were immediately drawn to her perfectly shaped breasts, just enough flesh to cup and savor in my palms. I swallowed down half of the lingering nerves and reached out, faintly touching the mounds with my fingertips. A soft breath, heavier than others, left her lips; her eyelids trembled as they concealed the brown irises. I smirked to myself, glad to be giving her some sort of pleasure amongst her pain. I reached a little further, cupping her breasts completely and caressing the skin underneath, causing her to whimper my name.



Suddenly feeling braver, I bent down and unlatched my hand from her chest, searching blindingly for her hand somewhere on the bed. I placed my lips around her bare, supple nipple and kissed it delicately. Cassandra found my hand and clutched it, her breathing increasing. My tongue twirled around the tender peak, lathering it in saliva, and all I could hear were her moans of pleasure. My hand without Cassandra's tightening grip had started to flick the opposite nipple, spurring another frenzy from the moaning woman.



I kissed up the valley between her breasts to her neck and finally caught her mouth in an affectionate embrace. Her kisses were so heated and intoxicating that I barely noticed her hands were pulling up my shirt. When she pulled away, she tugged the rest of it off, leaving me in my gray bra. She entangled me in another passionate lock while she unclasped the material behind my back, throwing it onto the floor. I gasped and shivered as the cool air teased my nipples, and then my gasping became louder as they were greeted by the tender lips of Cassandra.



"Oh, Cassandra!" I cried as she suckled my left nipple, caressing it with her tongue. I was becoming so damp, and I was starting to feel light-headed. I placed my hands securely on her head, pulling her hair every so often when she nipped my skin. Feeling weak, I leaned backward and fell down onto the covers, but I admired that Cassandra hadn't removed herself from my chest that was beginning to bruise from the affection.



Cassandra trailed down from my breasts and kissed gently along my stomach, dipping her precious tongue into my navel. Every touch was driving me wild, and I was becoming restless as she drew even closer to my wetness, lingering purposely at the curve of my belly meeting the waistband of my shorts. Watching me, she unzipped my attire and pulled it past my legs and feet, also tossing that onto the floor. She kissed up to my kneecaps and then to my thighs where she licked slowly and teasingly, beckoning more frustrated cries from me. It may have been picture-perfect to see her nestled between my legs, but I was so ready for her that I was about to pounce.



After a few ever-so slow licks across my covered pussy, she pulled down my panties. Her tongue teased my lips as she attempted to spread them apart. I squirmed beneath her, craving more of her touch. She found my clit and lapped at it, sending bursts of fire through my body. I found it hard to speak and my breathing was similar to one's during a marathon. I panted her name, holding her there with my hands as she assaulted me with her tongue.



She proceeded to tease me for a few minutes, but then she stopped and pulled away. Panting, I released a grunt of anger. "Why... Why'd you..." God, my heart was racing.



When my eyes had adjusted and focused on her, I saw that she was just as naked as I was now. She'd spread her legs to reveal her glistening slit; I whimpered at the sight. "Come here," she murmured, gesturing with her hand. Rolling to my side, I managed to sit up and crawl over to her, thinking that she wanted me to please her now as she'd just done for me. I was wrong. "Sit here," she commanded, and it reminded me of the times she'd told me to sit down. Oh, I'd fallen for this woman so quickly.



I did as instructed, positioning my bum right between her thighs, almost as if sitting on them, and looped my arms around her shoulders. She placed kisses on my bare neck and shoulder, pressing her hands into my middle back. I moved my head to so I could find her lips, and I kissed her passionately, flicking her tongue with my own. As we kissed, I felt Cassandra jerk her hips towards me, and I gasped into her mouth at the sensation below me. "Oh... Oh god..." I breathed as it happened again... and again.



"Help me, Taylor..." Cassandra panted, the pressure on my back growing stronger.



Thrusting my heels into the bed, I began to push my hips towards her, grinding us together to create the most wonderful friction. Our kisses were heated and we drew away breathless, gripping onto each other's body for dear life. Cassandra's head leaned backward as her orgasm grew close, and her cries were persistently making me want to please her harder and faster. I was glued to her wet body, nuzzling into her neck and moaning as my own body shook. It was getting closer, I knew, and I knew I wouldn't stop until Cassandra did.



With her mouth agape, I listened to Cassandra cry loudly and cling to my back, her manicured nails piercing my pale skin. Giving my last few thrusts, I collapsed on her, my own body shutting down from such an intense euphoria. I closed my eyes and heard myself pant into her ear, and I felt the rapid bouncing of her chest against mine. She was so wet all over, moist with perspiration, but I could hear the smile in her breaths. "Oh, Taylor..." she barely moaned, rubbing my back and sides with her hands.



I felt so exhausted. It took so much from me to just incline my head and look at her. "I love you..." I whispered, kissing faintly at her clavicle.



I listened to her softly swallow and mumble the same three words back before I fell into slumber.