Hi, Rosie Webster here again with another sizzling story from "The Street"
After a long day in the studio, being photographed from every possible angle, changed outfits at least fifteen times and had my make up changed even more, I was ready for a nice relaxing drink, before I went back to the madhouse that was the home, I shared with Jason, his mother and an assortment of gay lodgers and their offspring. I was hoping my modelling career would finally take off and Jason and I could get a place of our own.
I didn't fancy the "Rovers" so I made my way to the "Bistro" the new place under the viaduct. Hardly Beverly Hills, but not bad for Wetherfield.
The place was virtually empty, it was still early. Eva the waitress greeted me with a big smile, saying "welcome to Nick's Bistro, what can I get you?" She was a very attractive blonde, who had moved into "The Rovers" with her mother and her mothers partner Karl.
"A large glass of very cold white wine, please, Pino Grigio if you have it." I said relishing both the prospect of the wine and the view of Eva's cute little ass , stretching against the fabric of her skirt.
She asked, "do you want to run a tab?"
"Yes please, I may need more of these," I replied, taking a long drink of the perfectly chilled wine.
"It's Rosie isn't it? " she asked , "I'm just getting to know people around here, aren't you a model?"
I was flattered that she knew of me, and that I was a model. "Yes, just finished a days shoot in town."
"It must be a great job, you obviously enjoy it." she said.
"Yes, most of the time, but today, I have been naked for hours, been in all sorts of positions and got a splinter in my arse from a wooden chair."
Eva laughed at that and said saucily, "do you want me to remove it/"
"Thanks for the offer, but the make up girl got it out, another time perhaps?"
She then asked, "what kind of work do you do?"
"I started off with just normal advertising shots. Then I did some, lingerie, bra, knickers stuff. Graduated to topless, then full frontal and some of today's photos should only be seen by my gynaecologist or my girl friend."
She seemed startled, "but I thought you lived with Jason, the builder."
Flashing a big smile, I stroked her forearm and said "I do, but I like girls as well."
Returning the smile, Eva reached out and slowly ran her hand down my cheek and said, "now there's a coincidence, so do I."
Suddenly a large party arrived in the Bistro and Eva went to take their orders.
I could not help myself visualising her naked. She had nice looking breasts, proud against the silk of her shirt. Short skirt revealing shapely legs and I have already mentioned that cute butt.
I had a second glass of wine, was chatted up by this chinless wonder yuppie type. It gave me great satisfaction to lead him on a bit, then tell him to fuck off.
Eva came over and asked if I could jot down my mobile number as she was going to be busy all night. I wrote it on a napkin and popped it down the front of her blouse.
Blowing her a kiss, I left the bar, feeling elated that I would soon be exploring in the pants of Miss Eva Price.
The next few days were agony. I saw Eva in the street, but she was with Stella, her mum so we couldn't really talk about getting together for some hot lesbian sex, though the look in her eyes told me that was what she needed and soon.
I received a text message later, it read, "long to taste your lips, but which ones? Eva." Later another message, the one I had been waiting for. "M on a course next Tue. Can meet at RR about 2, OK 4u"
I immediately checked my diary. I had a promotion in town in the evening, but the afternoon was free for some hot sex with Eva. I replied. "Fine with me. Can't wait. R xxx "
It seemed an age, but Tuesday finally arrived. As arranged I sneaked down the alley at the back of Coronation Street and into the "Rovers" by the back door. Eva was waiting and taking my hand almost dragged me upstairs.
As soon as we were in her bedroom, Eva pulled me towards her and her lips met mine for the first time. Our lips parted and two tongues touched, then began to explore, she tasted so sweet, I loved the feel and sensuous touch of her kisses, it was going to be a good afternoon.
We fell back onto Eva's bed in a frenzy of kissing as we put the frustrations of the past week behind us.
I had worn a skinny vest over my white bra, and a pair of really tight shorts. I was laid on top of her, devouring her mouth, my tongue seeking hers as our lips met in the sweetest of kisses.
Eva eased me up into a kneeling position and taking the thin straps, pulled my vest and bra from my breasts. She then kissed her way down to the valley between them and took my right breast between her lips and sucked hungrily on the nipple.
As I sat astride her she moved her mouth to the left breast, her lips suckling on the nipple, her tongue flicking around the hard nub of pleasure.
I lifted her head and as we kissed, I raised her white Tee shirt over her head. We continued to kiss as my fingers undid the fastening on her bra and lifted the white lacy item from her breasts.
I eased her onto her back and slowly moved my mouth from hers and took the nipple of her left breast between my lips as my left hand caressed the other mound of exquisite female flesh.
My mouth again found hers as we continued to passionately kiss, her hands tracing patterns on the bare skin of my back.
I moved my tongue down her neck, across her left breast and down over her flat stomach, lingering to poke it in her belly button.
The zip on the tiny par of denim shorts was soon released and the shorts were removed.
Eva lay before me, naked apart from the white panties she wore. I continued to smother her stomach , alternating between kisses and long sweeps of my tongue. I took the elastic of her panties and pulled it down. I noticed she had shaved off all her pubic hair as I got my first look at her pussy lips.
Eva lifted her hips, inviting me to remove the panties, which I gratefully accepted. As the panties hit the floor, Eva spread her legs and I moved my mouth onto her pussy, my tongue spearing between the soaking lips.
As I continued to lick her, Eva was making low moaning sounds, her hands gripping my hair tightly as if to try to force my face into the centre of her sexuality.
"Kiss me Rosie." Eva gasped, so I reluctantly left her pussy and again my lips met hers, smearing them with the fluid I had extracted from her.
She flipped me onto my back and forced her mouth on mine, her tongue probing, her hands tugging at my shorts, which she swiftly removed, my panties with them. We were naked.