she rotated above her blonde friend, and the two girls gripped wildly at each other's ass cheeks, pulling their pussies and mouths closer together, rolling around in an incredibly heated sixty-nine.
Mouth agape, Lydia recovered from powerful orgasm and watched in silent surprise.
Breasts pressing into tummies, tongues desperately lapping against clits, noses pressed deep between folds, thighs gripping each other's heads, the two girls went at it with frenzied passion. It didn't take long for them to grow sweaty, and then orgasm against each other's mouths… but they just kept right at it, expressing some powerful long-repressed attraction.
Dressi ng quietly so as not to disturb them, Lydia slipped out of the changing room - reminded very strongly of how passionate she and Emma had been when their relationship was new…
***
Chapter 3
"I don't think we should use the locket anymore."
Emma frowned. "What? Why?"
"It's… well it's not evil, per se, I don't think," Lydia replied, still shaken. "But that power itself is so dark… so corrupting… I wanted to do bad things."
Sliding up to her on the bed, Emma grinned. "What kind of bad things?"
"I'm serious. I don't like how I acted with that thing. And I don't think it's having a good effect on our relationship. And I probably eat too much candy."
Confused by that remark, but weirdly calm, Emma shook her head. "We can make some rules for it, but no way are we giving up the power to have anything we want."
Lydia screwed up her face. "But that's my point - we already have everything we want. That locket is just temptation."
"Did something bad happen?" Emma asked, dodging the topic. "I know I said you could use it for anything you wanted, and I wouldn't ask… but you seem… flustered."
"I am flustered, and I don't -"
She hesitated as Emma began caressing her thigh.
"Seriously -"
"Relax," Emma interr upted softly. "We're fine."
Lydia sighed as her girlfriend worked her jeans and panties off. "You promise?"
"I promise, we're fine." She moved onto her knees at the edge of the bed, kissing and teasing bare sensitive skin.
Lydia gripped her girlfriend's hair, excited.
Emma's warm breath rolled across her exposed sex. "You're really turned on… are you sure you're not enjoying using the locket?" She sucked gently on each glistening pink lip, in exactly the way she knew Lydia loved. "I wonder who's licked you here today…"
Arching in response to the pleasure, Lydia couldn't help herself. " This gorgeous straight woman, and…" She shuddered.
Emma licked her again, her smile wicked. "And?"
"These two girls…" Lydia breathed. "They went at each other like wild animals… it was so hot…"
"See?" She began tonguing more forcefully, eliciting a moan. "The locket's just a safe way to act out our fantasies… give it one more try?"
Lydia's eyes fluttered. "Fine," she surrendered. "Now get up here…"
Tearing off her clothes, Emma jumped into bed and kissed her deeply. They traded tongues and desperate caresses for a moment, and then moved around into a passionate sixty-nine.
Tongue buried in her girlfriend, her hands gripping toned thighs, and an expert mouth filling her with pleasure, Lydia imagined herself as one of those two girls wild for each other's bodies, rolling around on that changing room floor without any thoughts but licking, sucking, and groping.
Maybe Emma was right, she thought. It had been incredibly hot - all of it - and it did help her explore her fantasies…
Thighs gripped her head, and juices gushed across her chin. She shuddered, getting off against her girlfriend's expert tongue.
The next night , memories of passionate lovemaking still lingering at the front of her thoughts, she gripped the locket and scanned the bookstore for prey.
Her whole body felt like a raw sexual nerve; every female in the store filled her thoughts with wild fantasies and dark urges. Still, something felt a little lacking… she'd already worked the
Mouth agape, Lydia recovered from powerful orgasm and watched in silent surprise.
Breasts pressing into tummies, tongues desperately lapping against clits, noses pressed deep between folds, thighs gripping each other's heads, the two girls went at it with frenzied passion. It didn't take long for them to grow sweaty, and then orgasm against each other's mouths… but they just kept right at it, expressing some powerful long-repressed attraction.
Dressi ng quietly so as not to disturb them, Lydia slipped out of the changing room - reminded very strongly of how passionate she and Emma had been when their relationship was new…
***
Chapter 3
"I don't think we should use the locket anymore."
Emma frowned. "What? Why?"
"It's… well it's not evil, per se, I don't think," Lydia replied, still shaken. "But that power itself is so dark… so corrupting… I wanted to do bad things."
Sliding up to her on the bed, Emma grinned. "What kind of bad things?"
"I'm serious. I don't like how I acted with that thing. And I don't think it's having a good effect on our relationship. And I probably eat too much candy."
Confused by that remark, but weirdly calm, Emma shook her head. "We can make some rules for it, but no way are we giving up the power to have anything we want."
Lydia screwed up her face. "But that's my point - we already have everything we want. That locket is just temptation."
"Did something bad happen?" Emma asked, dodging the topic. "I know I said you could use it for anything you wanted, and I wouldn't ask… but you seem… flustered."
"I am flustered, and I don't -"
She hesitated as Emma began caressing her thigh.
"Seriously -"
"Relax," Emma interr upted softly. "We're fine."
Lydia sighed as her girlfriend worked her jeans and panties off. "You promise?"
"I promise, we're fine." She moved onto her knees at the edge of the bed, kissing and teasing bare sensitive skin.
Lydia gripped her girlfriend's hair, excited.
Emma's warm breath rolled across her exposed sex. "You're really turned on… are you sure you're not enjoying using the locket?" She sucked gently on each glistening pink lip, in exactly the way she knew Lydia loved. "I wonder who's licked you here today…"
Arching in response to the pleasure, Lydia couldn't help herself. " This gorgeous straight woman, and…" She shuddered.
Emma licked her again, her smile wicked. "And?"
"These two girls…" Lydia breathed. "They went at each other like wild animals… it was so hot…"
"See?" She began tonguing more forcefully, eliciting a moan. "The locket's just a safe way to act out our fantasies… give it one more try?"
Lydia's eyes fluttered. "Fine," she surrendered. "Now get up here…"
Tearing off her clothes, Emma jumped into bed and kissed her deeply. They traded tongues and desperate caresses for a moment, and then moved around into a passionate sixty-nine.
Tongue buried in her girlfriend, her hands gripping toned thighs, and an expert mouth filling her with pleasure, Lydia imagined herself as one of those two girls wild for each other's bodies, rolling around on that changing room floor without any thoughts but licking, sucking, and groping.
Maybe Emma was right, she thought. It had been incredibly hot - all of it - and it did help her explore her fantasies…
Thighs gripped her head, and juices gushed across her chin. She shuddered, getting off against her girlfriend's expert tongue.
The next night , memories of passionate lovemaking still lingering at the front of her thoughts, she gripped the locket and scanned the bookstore for prey.
Her whole body felt like a raw sexual nerve; every female in the store filled her thoughts with wild fantasies and dark urges. Still, something felt a little lacking… she'd already worked the
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