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“The water’s running cold. Let’s get out,” Rita replied.
The dripping women padded to the dressing area. Frankie lay on the narrow bench and put her foot on the lockers while Rita hummed on her clit to create a vibrating sensation.
Frankie cussed and groaned in pleasure as Rita rubbed her own clit, licking the inside of Frankie’s thighs, pussy again, then asshole.
“Oh, shit, it’s been too long! Oh God!”
Rita kissed Frankie’s foot, sucked each toe before sticking her tongue between them, saying, “The foot is the root of wellness and stability.”
Rita lay on top of Frankie, easing her clit between her legs. Fucking and bucking wildly, she screamed, “I love this pussy!”
“If you keep fucking me, I’m gonna cum,” Frankie said, smacking Rita’s ass.
“Karate ni Senta Nashi!”
“What’s that
?”
“‘There’s no first attack in karate.’ So please don’t hit me.”
“That Japanese shit is sexy. So is kissing you in the mouth.”
“I like kissing you, too,” Rita said. They tasted each other’s tongues before Rita nibbled on Frankie’s neck. She pulled her to a standing position, placing her back against the lockers.
“Lift your leg, Deshi. Rest your foot on my thigh.”
With Frankie’s leg cocked up, Rita gave her a full body massage. Frankie masturbated herself and touched Rita where she could.
“Rub my pussy, Deshi. Make me cream.”
Frankie complied, licking each tit as she did. “My pussy is juicing, too. I want you to eat it.”
“You’re lucky you’re not my uchi-deshi or you would have to serve me all the time. I wish you could come home with me.”
Before long, the women were kissing again. They moved into the sixty-nine position on the floor and brought each other to orgasm.
Frankie said, “I know what you said was in the heat of passion, but do you really want me to come home with you?”
The next day, Darryl called Frankie’s cell phone to ensure she would be on time to pick him up and prompt for her own lesson.
“Honey, I’m already in the building, dressed and ready for class. I can assure you I learned my lesson about lateness. It makes the sensei very mad. And I would never ever want to do that.”
Tigress Healy is one of many pseudonyms for this flourishing writer. Originally from New York, she now resides in Georgia with her family. She is currently working on several erotica and cultural fiction projects. She can be reached at [email protected]
Interfacing
MJ Williamz
I can see her dark eyes watching me, staring at me, studying my every move. She’s tall, trim, and mysterious. She likes to watch me. I see her gaze fixed between my spread legs. She likes my legs wide, likes to see my fingers inside my pussy. And I like her to watch. I get even wetter while she stands there, mouth never speaking, eyes never wavering. I can hear my fingers moving in and out. I know she can hear it, too. She likes the suction sound. It gets her hot.
Her eyes flash when they see my bulging clit. I look at her, begging for a signal, a sign that it’s okay to rub it. Her tongue flicks briefly between her lips, and I know she wants to see the finale. I move my sticky fingers to my clit and pinch it between two fingers while I press it hard.
Oh, God, that feels good. Oh, Reggie, I need to come. I’m going to come for you. Are you ready? She’s ready. I know she is. The rock inside my stomach begins to melt, slowly…slowly…until it erupts, shooting white heat to all my extremities. I arch my back and slip my fingers back inside, fucking myself through the orgasm.
Once it subsides, I relax back onto my bed and close my eyes to savor the moment. It’s only later, when my soul returns to my body, that I realize she’s not there. Not this time. Maybe someday.
The next morning, I arrived at work at seven-thirty, as usual. A few desks were occupied on the first floor, but most people wouldn’t get there for another half hour or so. Clutching my oversized handbag against me, I ducked my head and hoped no one would speak to me. If I could get to the IT department, I could climb into my technical world and forget that people exist. Well, most people.
