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hown, and before she could even protest, the bra had joined Sasha’s shirt somewhere on the bed. Sasha grabbed one of Nancy’s nipples in her mouth and began to suck on it, hard.
“Shit, Sasha!” Nancy cried out, but she loved the rough feeling of teeth and tongue and lips playing with her erect nipple.
Sasha played with the other breast, massaging it with one hand while her other hand cupped Nancy’s ass in her lap.
And once again, Nancy had lost her advantage in the situation. She leaned into the touch and the sucking, gasping slightly at each new sensation.
After taking a moment to regain her composure, she wedged a hand in between the two of them and began to unbutton Sasha’s pants.
“Not yet,” said Sasha, releasing the nipple at last. “I want to want it even more.”
“Damn, you’re kinky,” Nancy laughed.
Sasha moved her hands to the waist of Nancy’s pants instead. “I want to touch you,” she said. “I want to touch you first, before I get naked.”
Nancy wasn’t sure she liked the idea of going first again, but with the way the other woman looked at her with a mixture of longing and pleading and so much desire, how could she say no? She nodded silently instead, and stood up to remove her pants, showing off the red thong that she wore to match her bra.
“Cute,” said Sasha, laughing despite her obvious intense arousal. “You came prepared.”
“So did you,” Nancy said, nodding with a smirk to Sasha’s exposed breasts.
She then turned around and bent over to remove her thong, pushing it down slowly and making sure to wiggle her ass around in front of Sasha as she did so.
When she turned back to face the other woman, she was rubbing herself again through her jeans.
“Get back over here,” Sasha commanded, and Nancy did as she was told once again, straddling the other woman in the same way that she had moments before.
Slowly, carefully, Sasha reached between Nancy’s legs and ran two fingers gently over her slit, feeling her lips and giving a slight rub, just enough to make Nancy squirm in pleasure.
“More,” Nancy whispered, and Sasha grinned, moving her hands to Nancy’s inner thighs and rubbing there, teasing.
“What’s the rush?” she asked, and Nancy groaned in response, trying to buck her hips against the other woman but finding too much resistance from those wandering hands.
Slowly, very slowly, Sasha’s hands made an agonizing journey from Nancy’s inner thighs to her belly, to her crotch, and then finally back to her slit, where the brown-haired woman slid the same two fingers into Nancy gently.
“Oh my god,” Nancy gasped. It had been so long since anything had been inside of her, aside from her own fingers at least, and even though Sasha’s two fingers were petite and nothing like the size of Ben’s erect cock, she could feel the pleasure building in the pit of her stomach from that simple touch.
Sasha sensed the tension in Nancy’s body and removed her fingers. “Take my pants off for me,” she gasped, and Nancy was so aroused that she nearly fell off the bed in her haste to do what the other woman requested.
As she tugged the jeans down from Sasha’s perfect hips, she was pleased to discover that the woman was wearing lacy underwear, and hadn’t gone completely commando for the occasion.
She momentarily considered teasing Sasha by playing around with her panties, but decided she could wait no longer to take this woman, so instead pushed her over onto the bed and climbed back on top of her.
She shoved her fingers into Sasha’s panties and pushed three of them inside of her with no warning. Sasha cried out in surprise.
“I want you to yell,” Nancy murmured as she thrust her fingers in and out of Sasha’s pussy. “I want to make you yell. I want you to like it that much.”
Sasha let out small cries of pleasure with every thrust, her eyes shut tight and her back arching up from the bed.
Nancy gazed at her figure in that arched position, with her bare breasts exposed to the dim hotel room lighting and her athletic stomach muscles working to support her body in the throes of passion.
How Nancy wanted to be right on top of this gorgeous body! She shifted as close as possible, but could not keep up her thrusting without some small distance between the two of them. Reluctantly, she couldn’t be as close as she wanted to be.
When she noticed Sasha’s cries dying down, she shoved her fingers deep inside of the other woman and began to curl and uncurl them, slow and meaningful, putting plenty of pressure in all the right places.
Almost immediately, Sasha cried out again, this time calling, “Nancy!” in a throaty gasp.
With one more stroke of pressure from the inside, she came hard, squirting her juices all over Nancy’s fingers and spasming in rapid succession as she rode out wave after wave of her orgasm.
