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Dominique laughed, their play was part of the fun and it kept them both on their toes. Her lips crushed to Samantha's in a seeking, needy kiss. The two women ground their bodies against one another, neither yielding an inch of ground as they began their erotic dance.
"God, I can't believe what a fucking tight body you hide underneath all those drab clothes," Dominique panted. "There isn't a spare inch on any part of you; you're so toned and firm." She nuzzled her lover's neck as she ran her fingers through Samantha's long, thick hair.
"I work out religiously and I often run to work," Samantha panted, squeezing Dominique's tits. "Seriously Dom, you know what my parents are like. If I wore the clothes I really wanted to wear, they would never let me out of the house. Besides, I do get to wear the best part, the naughty lingerie – and you like that, don't you?"
Dominique bit her lover's pink nipple playfully. "You know I do, you nasty bitch."
Samantha giggled. "For the most part, the outside look keeps the men away and I know you don't want them around."
"Not a chance, my little whore," Dominique snarled. "You're mine, all mine."
"Yes, oh God, yesss," Samantha groaned as the older woman began raining kisses all down her sleek, slender body. The few sexual experiences she had had with other women prior to Dom were nothing in comparison. Dominique played her body like a fiddle and knew all the hot spots instinctively; she was an incredibly gifted lover and a giving one as well. The slender, sophisticated, high society blonde made every inch of Samantha come alive. Now as her fingers flew over the younger girl's body, her pants became increasingly louder. She knew that her cunt was soaked with arousal and once Dominique got her panties off, the juices would flow in earnest. Thank God for the arrangement she had with the cute girl who cleaned the office or it would have reeked with the funk of sex the next morning. Having a little Friday fun with nummy little Kitty was more than a fair price to pay for the evenings of decadence she could spend whoring it up with Dominique.
"God, I can smell you already, you whore, you're dripping for me, you want it bad, don't you?" Dominique panted, still lost in the game.
"Fuck yes, you know I do, do it baby," Samantha cried out in a throaty purr few would recognize. "Eat me, eat my fucking cunt."
That was a command from her lover that Dominique was only too eager to comply with. She slid the sexy panties off smooth, supple legs and kissed her way back up, grazing her girlfriend's thighs with her tongue. Samantha exhaled softly and gasped the instant that Dom's tongue slid on to the open groove of her pussy. Wordlessly, the older blonde began to lick her softly, teasing her in the way that was a prelude to much stronger, more intimate passions.
"Oh fuck Dom, you get better each time," Samantha groaned as her lover's tongue lapped ardently at her slit.
"You inspire me, darling," Dominique smiled as she momentarily lifted her head from between Sammy's slender thighs. "You are the fuckiest girl I know."
"I like that word," Samantha giggled. "Fucky."
"They coined it just for you," Dominique chuckled. "Now stop distracting me and let me get back to work.
"Yes ma'am," Samantha laughed. The laughter vanished again when her lover reminded her why these nights were the highlight of her existence. Soft, seeking, knowing, Dom's tongue made love to her pussy like it was a sought-after prize. Her honey flowed in rivers and Dominique sought out as much as she could capture.
One did not experience a loving that passionate from Dom and not give back in kind. Once she had cum and her shrieks echoed throughout the office, Samantha regained her strength and turned her full attentions to her older girlfriend. Her mouth clamped to Dom's and she tasted her own sweetness at first before undressing the woman and loving the feeling of the exquisite silk under her fingertips. Only Dominique's own skin was softer than the lingerie she purchased and that's what spurred Samantha on. She wanted to feel that exquisite flesh under her fingers and dancing on her tongue.
"Do it whore, eat me slut, come on bitch, lick my fuckin' cunt," Dominique begged. Samantha knew that being filthy was one of her lover's turn-ons, most time she had to act as the proper society wife, a role she truly detested. "My father was a mechanic for the transit company," She told Sammy one time. "I hate putting on airs, but the money's nice to have."
"Ohhh yeahhh baby, that's it, Sammy, you hit just the right spot, more of that baby," Dom groaned as her lover licked and fingered her slimy cunt. She loved how eager to please Sammy was, she never, ever would have considered leaving Dominique unsatisfied. It would have been unthinkable to the younger girl; sex was a reciprocal thing for her. The hands were working on her body as well; she could manipulate Dominique's still-toned body better than anyone alive. Dominique's body arched up and she came, glimmering waves of orgasm that flowed through her entire body and assailed her senses.
"Damn," She panted as she came down. "It never gets old between us, does it Sammy?"
Samantha shook her head. "It never will. I know I'm up for more, how about you?"
"Of course."
The next course on their menu of sex was a wonderful sixty-nine that went on for a good while. Dom was a bit taller than her playmate, but only a bit and they fit together so well, their bodies molded into an erotic jumble. Tongues languidly sipped from hot flesh until both women were satisfied. They would have continued, but the hour was late. They cleaned up as best they could and left the office, passing Kitty in the hall. She winked at Samantha as she passed by and Samantha knew that she'd be having a fun Friday as well.
The following morning, Samantha was just processing some orders when Darren's wife walked in. She smiled at her and buzzed Darren that his wife was here to go to lunch. He came out to greet her, giving her a big hug.
As they walked out the door, she sighed again. "I do agree darling, she's a lovely girl, but her wardrobe is just so frumpy. Can't you get her to add a dash of color to her clothes?"
"Now Dominique, don't start on that again. She dresses professionally and she works hard, that's all that matters," Darren told his beautiful spouse.
She turned around and winked at Samantha who mouthed the word "Wednesday". They both had eager smiles on their faces as they dreamed of the next time they would be in each other's loving arms.
The End.
Sara's Diary: Boy Oh Boy!
Well it had been a few weeks since I last saw my boys, Brian and Josh. I've known them for a few years now and we are all very good friends, as well as fuck buddies. The last time we were all together was actually when my girlfriend had invited them over to basically have their way with me (see my "Bound By Three" diary entry). That episode was a once off, well, it might happen again I don't know. But I'd been looking forward to seeing the boys again and finally it was arranged!
We were meeting up at a local nightclub first, and then we would head back to Brian's place for some kinky fun. I'd been chatting to Mistress during the day and was feeling very horny already when it was time to get myself prettied up. Mistress had teased me and got me very excitable for the night, as I often do for her, when I know she is seeing one of her lovers. So I had a shower and put on a cute thong. I wanted to dress very hot and sexy to meet up with the boys. I wanted them wanting me badly as soon as they saw me. So I wore my sexiest pushup bra under a cropped tanktop, and one of my shortest little black skirts. Ok so it's almost a belt really! But it covers my butt cheeks just enough to be considered legal I guess. I completed the look with some sexy strappy heels and blush-red lipgloss. I don't normally go out dressed quite so slutty, but I was meeting my boys so I felt safe enough. I knew we wouldn't be at the club for very long anyways!
