It's time for another segment of Saturday AfterDark Moments, a place where authors of erotica
write out a short snippet between 100 - 500 words, provided by an inspired pic.
Today, I'm going to write a very hot, erotic scene where a little bit of f/f leads to an f/f/m.
Check out this 503 word scene. (sorry, I couldn't help going over)
Oh, and I love this pic!
“How long has it been since you’ve had sex?” Rachel asked when she slipped her fingers inside Gretchen’s under, running her fingers between her folds.
Gretchen was lost in lust, “A very long time.”
Rachel grinned, “Mmm, you’re so soft; so wet.”
“I am…” she moaned breathlessly, “and so horny.”
Rachel pressed her fingers further in. She continued torturing Gretchen with the spellbound of pure lust. She enjoyed the pleasure of watching her chest heave to the pleasure. She knew Gretchen wanted it, and Rachel herself was feeling turned on from what she was doing. She heard the moans that slipped out of Gretchen’s breath, she couldn’t help the feeling of her nipples growing hard under her towel. Her center ached as much as Gretchen’s. She too wanted the same feeling.
“Mind if I taste?” Rachel asked.
“Please…” she begged, helplessly. “taste me!”
Rachel pulled down Gretchen’s panties. Her panties slipped past her legs, all the way down to her feet. Once they were tossed aside, Rachel unwrapped her towel and displayed her full nakedness. She was a look of pale beauty; beautiful pink nipples that peaked lusciously for anyone’s mouth, smooth, milky white skin, and a lightly shaved mound that made Gretchen lick her lips.
“Lift your shirt up.” She commanded as she walked over and kneeled between Gretchen’s legs.
Gretchen lifted up her shirt, exposing her soft breasts. Rachel parted Gretchen’s legs and dove in, slowly licking the center that had Gretchen reacting in pleasure. She placed her hand along the smoothness of Gretchen’s thighs, pressing her tongue deeper in her folds. She managed to steal a glance at Gretchen’s expression; she pretty much enjoyed the pleasure.
“Rachel, please,” she begged. “Let taste you.”
Rachel looked up and made eye contact to a now wanton expression of Gretchen. It was really satisfying. She had no doubt wanted to get her pussy eaten by Gretchen, but she had other plans for her.
“I’d love, but right now. I’m just getting you ready for something you’ve been craving a long time.”
“Huh?” Gretchen asked, wondering what she was talking about.
“You remembered Ignacio, don’t you?” She got up and climbed on the bed, while a tanned-skin man exited from the hotel bathroom, with a cock the size of a horse. Gretchen couldn’t help staring at Ignacio, perhaps the size of his member. “I noticed you looking at him earlier, and you telling me how much you liked this man.” Rachel then parted her legs, sliding her hand past her tummy, all the way down to her wet center. She caressed her breast with the anticipation of what’s about to come. “Gretchen, you’re going to entertain me as I watch him fuck you.”
“Oh god!” Gretchen looked in amazement when Ignacio climbed on the bed grabbing her legs, before slipping his huge cock inside her slender body effortlessly. “Fuck, he feels so big!”
"Mmmm, I can imagine," as Rachel continued to rub herself, taking enjoyment of his large size fitting inside Gretchen's little pussy.
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