forget it all later, right?
She sighed and smiled, a big weight lifting from her shoulders. Yeah, that sounded good. There would be no repercussions, no harm done…
Aubrey stared up at her , shivering, her eyes full of apprehension.
Still painfully undecided, Lydia bit her lip and moved back and forth. Finally, the thought of her dark sexual plans for the night became too much to resist. She dropped her pants.
Aubrey's eyes widened with fear.
She let the command fall on the girl with a certain sadistic pleasure. "Lick me to orgasm."
Shivering, arms at her sides, the young brunette leaned in and stuck out her tongue. She repeatedly rubbed her tongue along the skin of her thigh, at a place that might bring a tiny bit of arousal, but take forever to even get near an orgasm.
"Very clever ," Lydia sighed. "Sit back."
She sat back on her knees.
"You really don't want to lick me?"
Aubrey shook her head, glaring.
"There's no small part of you that's ever fantasized about tasting a woman?"
This time, she gave no reaction - perhaps unable to shake her head, but unwilling to nod.
Lydia grinned. "This night could be fun for you, you know. Just let it happen, enjoy it. What was your fantasy?"
"A dream I had a few times," she was forced to admit.
"Oh really… did it involve anyone you know?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Rachel."
"Who's that?"
"My best friend…"
Lydia's grin turned into a wide sadistic smirk. "I like that. Now… lick me the way you dreamed. Lick me as if I was Rachel."
Trembling, Aub rey almost seemed drawn in by some invisible force. Her cold nose made contact with soft shaved skin, eliciting a shiver from them both, and her breath rolled in and out for a moment.
Lydia curled her toes as the warm a ir flowed across her chilly exposed sex.
Arms still pressed against her sides for warmth, Aubrey leaned a little further forward and turned her head up for a better angle - and her tongue slid out, across Lydia's puffy lips, flat against the base of her sex, tip touching the bottom corner where her labia met.
They stood frozen for a long moment, Lydia eager with anticipation, Aubrey resisting…
Her tongue slid up, diving deep between folds. Slowly tonguing, she pressed her open lips against wet labia and thrust deep. The firm muscle explored up and down for a few moments, until she pulled back to take long licks up and down.
"How's it taste?" Lydia asked, shivering from the cold and pleasure.
"…good," Aubrey whimpered, obviously hating the fact that she couldn't lie.
Lydia laughed. " How would you describe it?"
"Sweet…"
"That'd be the candy… so you like how a woman tastes?"
Aubrey screwed up her face, trying to resist answering, but she was forced to nod between licks.
"Very good. Now… suck gently on my clit, bring me to orgasm so we can get out of the cold."
Doing as ordered, Aubrey pursed her lips, focusing on the top of her mound.
"That feels incredible… just think, in a few hours, you'll be doing this to Rachel…" It might have been her imagination, but she thought she detected a slight boost in Aubrey's ministrations at that comment.
She let the orgasm run through her quick ly, eager to get out of the cold. Pulling the young brunette's head between her thighs, she came against the girl's face with a strange, mischievous excitement. "Lick me a little more," she ordered. "I want the taste to linger on your tongue."
Aubrey slid her tongue in a few more times.
"Good. Now get dressed, you look freezing!"
"So this is it…" Lydia mused aloud, examining the tiny, cramped space. Filled with feminine décor, messed up sheets, and clothes on the floor, it was every bit the typical college dorm room. The common area outside linked to two other rooms, but the roommates seemed to be out already. She picked up a picture from the dresser. "Who's this?"
"My boyfriend," Aubrey replied, her tone angry.
"Oh…" she considered the impact of her actions for a moment, wondering, again, whether she
She sighed and smiled, a big weight lifting from her shoulders. Yeah, that sounded good. There would be no repercussions, no harm done…
Aubrey stared up at her , shivering, her eyes full of apprehension.
Still painfully undecided, Lydia bit her lip and moved back and forth. Finally, the thought of her dark sexual plans for the night became too much to resist. She dropped her pants.
Aubrey's eyes widened with fear.
She let the command fall on the girl with a certain sadistic pleasure. "Lick me to orgasm."
Shivering, arms at her sides, the young brunette leaned in and stuck out her tongue. She repeatedly rubbed her tongue along the skin of her thigh, at a place that might bring a tiny bit of arousal, but take forever to even get near an orgasm.
"Very clever ," Lydia sighed. "Sit back."
She sat back on her knees.
"You really don't want to lick me?"
Aubrey shook her head, glaring.
"There's no small part of you that's ever fantasized about tasting a woman?"
This time, she gave no reaction - perhaps unable to shake her head, but unwilling to nod.
Lydia grinned. "This night could be fun for you, you know. Just let it happen, enjoy it. What was your fantasy?"
"A dream I had a few times," she was forced to admit.
"Oh really… did it involve anyone you know?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Rachel."
"Who's that?"
"My best friend…"
Lydia's grin turned into a wide sadistic smirk. "I like that. Now… lick me the way you dreamed. Lick me as if I was Rachel."
Trembling, Aub rey almost seemed drawn in by some invisible force. Her cold nose made contact with soft shaved skin, eliciting a shiver from them both, and her breath rolled in and out for a moment.
Lydia curled her toes as the warm a ir flowed across her chilly exposed sex.
Arms still pressed against her sides for warmth, Aubrey leaned a little further forward and turned her head up for a better angle - and her tongue slid out, across Lydia's puffy lips, flat against the base of her sex, tip touching the bottom corner where her labia met.
They stood frozen for a long moment, Lydia eager with anticipation, Aubrey resisting…
Her tongue slid up, diving deep between folds. Slowly tonguing, she pressed her open lips against wet labia and thrust deep. The firm muscle explored up and down for a few moments, until she pulled back to take long licks up and down.
"How's it taste?" Lydia asked, shivering from the cold and pleasure.
"…good," Aubrey whimpered, obviously hating the fact that she couldn't lie.
Lydia laughed. " How would you describe it?"
"Sweet…"
"That'd be the candy… so you like how a woman tastes?"
Aubrey screwed up her face, trying to resist answering, but she was forced to nod between licks.
"Very good. Now… suck gently on my clit, bring me to orgasm so we can get out of the cold."
Doing as ordered, Aubrey pursed her lips, focusing on the top of her mound.
"That feels incredible… just think, in a few hours, you'll be doing this to Rachel…" It might have been her imagination, but she thought she detected a slight boost in Aubrey's ministrations at that comment.
She let the orgasm run through her quick ly, eager to get out of the cold. Pulling the young brunette's head between her thighs, she came against the girl's face with a strange, mischievous excitement. "Lick me a little more," she ordered. "I want the taste to linger on your tongue."
Aubrey slid her tongue in a few more times.
"Good. Now get dressed, you look freezing!"
"So this is it…" Lydia mused aloud, examining the tiny, cramped space. Filled with feminine décor, messed up sheets, and clothes on the floor, it was every bit the typical college dorm room. The common area outside linked to two other rooms, but the roommates seemed to be out already. She picked up a picture from the dresser. "Who's this?"
"My boyfriend," Aubrey replied, her tone angry.
"Oh…" she considered the impact of her actions for a moment, wondering, again, whether she
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