Emily and I had been meeting up regularly ever since that first night to indulge in hour upon hour of delicious, wet, girl on girl fun. I was hooked – although I still liked men and how they made me feel, there was nothing like letting another woman explore your body and take you to new heights.
As we lived quite a way apart, we found it was easier for both of us to travel to a central point and check into a hotel to indulge in our pleasure. On this particular day I had arrived at the hotel before Emily, checked in and dropped my bag off in our room before heading down to the bar.
I had gone for a smart-casual look of black jeans and black boots with a stiletto heel, with a white fitted t-shirt. I sat at the bar and sipped my drink as I waited for my playmate, thinking back to our first meeting. Emily had taken the lead then, and although she hadn’t exactly taught me, she had guided me gently, and I’d secretly been hoping ever since that I would be able to do something to thank her for introducing me to the delights that one woman could give another.
It had hit me after we had set the date for this most recent meeting. Something Emily had said to me after our first time. She had told me that she’d always wanted to be put over someone’s knee and spanked. I’d forgotten about it up until that point, but when I remembered I decided I would make her little fantasy come true. At first I’d been unsure how to go about it – I’m certainly no Dominatrix, and the idea of trying to be one didn’t appeal. After some deliberation I came to the conclusion that it didn’t have to be done within role-play, it could simply be done for what it was – a fantasy come true.
So I was sat at the bar with a glass of white wine, keeping a close eye on the door, not wanting to miss her arrival. My face broke into a grin when I saw her enter. She looked absolutely gorgeous, in a pair of cargo pants that sat low on her hips, and a vest top to match. She looked for all the world like she’d just stepped out from the pages of a fashion catalogue, and I marvelled at how she managed it. I watched her scan the room for me, and then she bounded over, dumping her bag at my feet.
We gave each other a fairly reserved welcome, seeing as we were in a public place, but I could feel the lust practically radiating from her. We ordered another bottle of wine and disappeared off to our room, neither of us being able to wait for the moment when our heads would be between each other’s legs.
As soon as the room door was shut, Emily pulled me into her arms and started to kiss me. I relaxed for the moment and let her take the lead, feeling her tongue tease my lips apart and push gently into my mouth, searching out my own. Unable to hold back any longer, I pulled her closer to me and kissed her back hard, exploring her mouth, while my hands slipped down her body to her backside. I squeezed it gently, caressing it, loving the feeling of being so close to her again.
I slid my hands up again and pulled her top over her head, then reached behind and unhooked her bra. As soon as her beautiful breasts were exposed, I lowered my head and took her left nipple into my mouth; running my tongue all around it, feeling the skin tighten and the small bud harden in my mouth.
Emily gasped in delight, and put one hand on the back of my head, at the same time thrusting her chest forward, trying to force more of her into my mouth. I summoned all my willpower to refrain from devouring her on the spot, and turned my attention to her other breast, leaving my fingers to continue playing with her left tit.
I murmured to her softly with my mouth on her breast, urging her to undress herself the rest of the way. She whispered, “You too,” but I smiled and shook my head gently. I knew exactly what I was going to do to her, and if I wanted to keep myself from being lost to her charms, I was going to have to keep my clothes on for now.
She did as I asked, and soon as her pants and thong were around her ankles I kissed my way down her chest and stomach, before blowing gently on to her pussy. I could smell her arousal, and she was struggling to keep upright, so I moved my hands round behind her on to her buttocks and held her firm as I flicked my tongue across her clit. I felt her hands grip my shoulders as I probed further, sliding my right hand up her thigh, and stroking a couple of fingers across her wet opening. I gently pushed a finger into her, and smiled at the look of pleasure on her face. It never ceased to amaze me how warm and welcoming she felt, but today I had other plans, so I drew my finger out again slowly and put it into my mouth, slowly licking off her juices, loving the taste.
She was naked now, and I managed to remain fully clothed, so I took her hand and walked over to the bed. I sat down on the edge and Emily sat next to me, looking extremely beautiful and very vulnerable. I loved it. I pulled her to me again and kissed her hard, making sure to pull away before she was properly done. I saw her pout slightly and tried not to laugh – god she looked gorgeous! I looked her straight in the eyes.
