Elizabeth tried to inject some lightness. "A double whisky?"
"That might come later. No, Elizabeth, I need some reaffirmation. Will you come to the shower with me and make love to me?"
The soft light on the red granite tiles contrasted with the brass fittings, and with the contrasting colours of their bodies. Elizabeth wondered for a moment what she should do as Sunitra soaped herself and then started spreading the fragrant mousse over her creamy skin. The slick feeling and the touch of hands brought her body into a state of alertness, and she felt Sunitra moving under her hands.
"Come now, kiss me please."
Obediently she sought the dark lips, leaning into the kiss so her body touched Sunitra's all along the line from their knees to their breasts. Her mouth opened to the pressure, and after a moment's hesitation she touched her tongue to Sunitra's, tasting the muskiness, the strangeness. The dark girl leaned back, leaving it to Elizabeth to take the lead, to push Sunitra gently against the wall, to ease her leg between her thighs. Her hand traced the strong, lean belly and caressed the soft mound, finding the wet slickness below. Sunitra groaned with anticipation, and Elizabeth drew back slightly.
"Let's dry off. Is there a bed here?"
The bed in the small apartment attached to the studio welcomed them with a deep feather-stuffed duvet, and Elizabeth gently pushed Sunitra to fall into it. With a sudden boldness she pushed the slender body back and straddled her. A sudden feeling of power surged through her, and she took Sunitra's face between her hands. "I'm going to make love to you until you beg for mercy!"
Her lips bruised her partner's mouth, and she forced her mouth open, her tongue seeking, tasting, penetrating. The reaction from Sunitra fired her lust, and she began to nibble at the earlobes, the neck, hearing gasps of sensation. Then she leant back and studied the small, taut breasts. She relished in the nipples' rising to her touch, and she rubbed them between her fingers, then cupped the breasts, massaging them, seeing Sunitra gasp, thrusting forward for more touch. She took one of the tight nipples in her mouth, gently blowing on it, then sucking it deep into her mouth. Rhythmic suction produced a gentle keening, and she took the nipple between her teeth, nibbling and watching the emotions playing on Sunitra's face. Then she began to lick her way downward, feeling the pussy wet under her hand while her tongue threaded the navel.
She sat back and watched the dark girl, totally relaxed and open, softly thrusting against a finger probing the visibly erect clitoris. She moved over Sunitra to give her another deep kiss, and whispered: "Do you want to come? Am I doing it right?"
A sigh and a nod answered her, and she slid her finger into the opening, seeing Sunitra's toes curl and her legs draw up. She bent her head and breathed on the slick lips, the dark mount, then softly felt with her tongue. The taut clitoris moved under the tip of her tongue, and she stroked it while her finger moved gently in and out, caressing the slight roughness of the G-spot.
Sunitra was sobbing, breathing deeply, and Elizabeth took a moment to admire the tight breasts rising and falling on the ribcage, then she sank her head between the quivering legs and whispered: "Come for me." Her tongue was making broad strokes over the clitoris and the inner lips, and her finger rode the thrusting movements of Sunitra's pelvis.
Then she arched her back, thrusting into Elizabeth's face, her legs tightening around her head. Elizabeth kept her tongue in touch with the sensitive nerve endings, while her finger felt the pulsing of the strong muscles deep inside Sunitra's vagina. The orgasm seemed to build and keep going for a long minute, and Elizabeth kept her caresses going until Sunitra collapsed with a deep sigh.
"Oh, my goodness, that was a long one. Thank you, Liz."
In answer Elizabeth slid up the dark girl's body, covering her with her own body, kissing her, and whispering: "It was my pleasure. Relax now."
