Beautiful Debauchery
Scintillating Favor
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Chapter Two:
Scintillating Favors
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The night of the party was upon them. Sara felt relief bursting through her system, as Marguerite informed her that she would not have to “take part” in the party as long as she did Marguerite a “small favor”. Sara felt butterflies erupting in her stomach as she heard the sound of Marguerite’s bell calling her upstairs.
Outside the sun was setting, making the home bright with the blushing of violets, pinks, and oranges of the sunset. It brushed against Sara’s heated flesh as she made her way up the carpeted staircase. Marguerite waited for her at the top of the stairs, looking down at Sara with those smoldering eyes. Sara finally stepped onto the top step, and followed Marguerite into her bedroom.
Sara’s breath caught in her throat as she was led into the dark room. She heard the door quietly close behind her. Sara looked up in time to study Marguerite’s body. Her curvy body was covered in a skintight and sheer white chemise. She was all but naked except for a white thong showing off her ass to perfection. Sara felt her breath stick in her throat as she tried to breathe.
Marguerite sat at the edge of the bed, and gestured prettily with an elegant finger that Sara should join her. Sara did so with hesitation and came to sit by her mistress with some trepidation. Marguerite caught up one of Sara’s black tendrils in her hand. Sara gasped.
“Are you ready to do me a favor?” Marguerite asked, lust shining in her blue eyes. Sara nodded. Marguerite smiled pleasantly, studying Sara’s pretty face.
“Do you want to know what the favor is?” Marguerite asked. Sara’s eyes widened, she was almost too tempted to wait, and then Marguerite took too long to speak. She did not reveal the nature of the favor right away, and Sara found that she could not keep her hands to herself.
Sara’s fingers brushed against Marguerite’s breasts, and then her fingers were deftly brushing across the nipples. Moans rippled from Marguerite’s mouth. There was no better favor than this. Sara lowered her mouth to the left breast and could not believe that her tongue was darting forth to flick the nipple now held gently beneath her teeth.
“We have to make this quick.” Marguerite moaned as Sara moved her mouth down her front, kissing the stomach, and leading a trail down to the wet place between her legs. Sara was almost there, when she heard the awful sound of someone calling Marguerite’s name. Sara growled involuntarily and looked up at her employer. Marguerite held Sara’s head near the heated area between her legs.
“You started this, and you’re going to finish.” Marguerite ground out as Sara happily followed instruction. Sara slipped the dripping panties down her thighs, and moved her mouth closer to the dripping vagina. Marguerite groaned savagely as Sara’s tongue slipped in between the lips of Marguerite’s pussy. Marguerite held Sara’s head in place as she teased and played with her clitoris.
“Don’t…. have… uh… long…” Marguerite moaned, only faintly aware that the party would be starting soon. Sara quickened the pace of her tongue until finally Marguerite came sweetly in her mouth. Marguerite climaxed with a blissful moan, and Sara stood with a satisfied smile on her face. Marguerite held out a hand as if she were asking Sara to help her up, but when Sara took her hand, Marguerite pulled Sara back onto the bed with her.