Rewarding the Pageant Queen by Ina Channing

Author:Ina Channing [Channing, Ina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Short Story
Amazon: B0D2WJ659L
Goodreads: 214962264
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2024-06-16T22:00:00+00:00

4

Gwen

I was surprised by my brazenness. It wasn’t like me at all, but Hope was bringing it out of me. She made me feel things. Things no man had ever made me feel before. I liked it too much not to encourage her.

It wasn’t just sexual desire, but also an emotional one. I had a need to please Hope and give her everything. She had been there for me when I thought I was the only one looking out for me, and I was going to show her how much that meant to me.

“Yes, Gwen. Make me come. Please, I want you to touch me. I want to come for you until I am completely spent.”

“As you wish.”

I reached for the button of jeans. They weren’t even off yet when I went under them and felt for her cunt. I needed to feel her. Was she as hot and bothered by me as I was with her? What I found was so much more than I was looking for.

The heat was coming off her in waves, and her pussy was dripping wet. She was soaking the denim. I could smell her through them.

I pulled off her jeans, shirt, and black panties. They joined my clothes on the floor. Before, her thigh was a proxy for me. Now it was time for the real thing.

I pushed her legs apart and licked her. I knew her pussy was shaved from the bikini round rehearsals, but seeing it up close made my heart quicken. Her pussy was smooth, no trace of a single hair on her.

I had the urge to bury myself between her legs, to get as close to her as possible. I was hungry. My appetite for her was insatiable.

I kissed her slit, just to see how she would react to the slightest touch. She shivered, and I took that as a sign she liked it. I kissed her again, and again, and again. Her breathing became heavier, and her heart rate sped up.

“Teasing me is mean, Gwen. Especially after you said you wanted to make me feel good. I was good to you. Do the same for me. Be a good girl and taste me.”

I did. My tongue dove into her pussy, licking up her juices. Her taste was something I didn’t expect. It was a sweet yet citrusy flavor.

I had tasted myself, but this was a whole other thing. Hope tasted like lemonade on a hot day. Cool and refreshing, and it quenched a thirst I didn’t even know I had.

I dipped my tongue inside her, and she moaned. The sound made my pussy twitch, and the wetness returned. I licked her again and again, taking my time to lap her up. “I should put a cup against you so when you come, I can drink all of you up. Do you like that? Knowing how obsessed I am with your taste?”

She didn’t answer. She was beyond words. I looked up and saw her head was thrown back, and her hands were cupping her breasts.

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