Cytherea, the Beauty, the Crush, the Lover (names have been changed to protect the sexual)

Location:
Cythereas' car on the way to "get cigarettes"

Cast of Characters:
Cytherea and Katrinha

Scene:
Parking lot of closed mall, front seat, coats off due to stifling heat blasting from the vents..

I am nervous for the first time in a long time. This woman sitting beside me is so beautiful, so open, so damned smiley. My heart is pounding, I am breathing funny, and I just can't seem to look her in the eye without blushing.

"Kat, relax honey you look like you're about to explode."

"Ha, if I were a man Cytherea, I would be exploding right about now. Thank God I am woman and there's no such thing as premature ejaculation!"

"You've already ejaculated for me? Can I have a little taste?"

I gasp, fumble around for words, for purchase, for a moment of sanity seeing I was slowly sinking into the sexual abyss and I knew safe return was a ways off yet.

"Cytherea...."

"Shh baby, if you don't know what to say, I'll help you find the words."

With that I watch as if in slow motion as she comes towards me knowing this time it's going to be different. This time it won't stop at a kiss. This time we're getting personal.

But can I do this? Do I want to?

My pussy screams at me in frustration.

"Yes you fucking fool, YES YES YES you want to. Sheesh, how many years have you had a crush on this woman and now here she is wanting to TASTE you. Goodness girl, get a grip....preferably on those luscious breasts."

I close my eyes and surrender myself to the moment. Nothing else exists except Cytherea and the possibility of her.

First I feel the soft flutter of her warm breath on my cheek, she blows gently on my lips, making them part to inhale the essence of her.

She tastes sweet. The moment her lips touch mine I let out a moan and lose all control.

And just like that our tongues are intertwined, mouths moist and hot and fuckable. She is making little noises in my mouth, my tongue vibrates. Her hands are roaming now, the back of my neck, making me tingle, across my throat, making me expose it further, down my cleavage where she ever so delicately trails her fingers, teasing me, not really touching me, hinting at pinching me.

I feel the buttons opening, the heater blasts more air on my already hot skin, I arch my back wanting nothing more than to feel her hands on my tits. And she does. Small hands, soft hands, she cups one breast, then reaches across to the other. My nipple is being rolled under her palm, I feel it hardening, pushing against her.

She trails kisses across my cheek, down the side of my neck. I am groaning, I am lost, I am wet, my pussy is throbbing. I want her so badly.

Her pointy tongue licks my nipple as if it were an ice cream, oh but then she takes me into her mouth sucking hard biting down, I grab her hair forcing her further onto me, pushing, wanting, needing.

My hands travel, feeling her skin, massaging a breast, teasing a nipple, but then I do what I've wanted to do for 16 years, I slip a hand between her legs.

She's not wearing any panties and oh my God she is dripping wet and sticky and creamy and wet wet wet and this turns me on so much I feel my pussy spasm, am aware of my own wetness moistening my thighs. My finger slips so easily inside of her and all time stops as I am sucked into her and

She stops. Pulls back. Her eyes are unfocused. My finger is still in her, moving on its own accord, in out in out in out so slippery so hot so fuckable.

"Backseat". Her voice is not her own. Deep, husky, full of desire.

We scramble. Backseat. Blouses off. Braless. Skirts hiked and her hand on my thigh massaging teasing not going where I need it to go.

I call her name as I try to squirm my pussy down to her hand, she laughs into my mouth. She is taking control. Slowly oh so fucking slowly she traces feather light circles on my thigh. She says something about fantasies, but all I am aware of is how close she is to finally feeling inside of me.

NoNoNoNoNo, the hand is gone. I sob

She grabs my wrists pulling them above my head and I don't care that my body is contortioned at weird angles here in the backseat, but I do care that her thigh is between my legs and finally, oh sweet God finally I feel naked flesh on my dripping cunt and I hump her leg like a virgin in heat.

Her body is heavy on mine, like a mans, her kisses insistent, hard, biting. She is using her tongue like a hard cock, fucking my mouth and I can't get enough. I suck suck suck and grind my hips and clench my fists and arch my body closer as close as I can to her.

I feel it. I feel her. Her belly her tits her body is heaving hot sweaty on me. Her hand now I am aware of her hand travelling down down and all that exists in my world is that hot sweaty hand and I wait, holding my breath, her tongue held firm between my teeth and not knowing as I focus completely on where she is going and she

quickly now across my tits, down my stomach not stopping going going going down on my mound, a little rub, a sound from her, then she is

there

Yesssss I am gone oh god yes Cytherea yes yes yes and she is inside of me and its better than any man bigger than any cock slicker than any mouth better better sweeter two fingers fucking me hard slow gentle forceful

she is doing it all and I feel it. First the fading, the blackness, the lights behind the lids of my eyes and I hear

Open your eyes, look at me. She pulls back from my eager mouth and so intensely stares at me as her fingers slowly ever so slowly slide in and out of my dripping pussy and she says nothing but stares so intently into my eyes as I shake and shudder and convulse and feel the walls of my cunt grab at her fingers, sucking them in further as my orgasm washes over me and I won't let her go.

Her eyes narrow slightly her fingers seem to grow bigger, longer and she fucks me hard I can hear my juices splattering sloshing my God it's the sweetest sound in the fucking world being so wet for her, coming harder now not ending wave upon wave oh yes yes sweet Cytherea yes. Can't breath can't think nothing black black black and there it is.

Her other hand. Like the second cock in a threesome is under me, grabbing my ass and I can't breath from the weight of her and I don't care massaging rubbing and her finger

she kisses me softly

fingers buried in my pussy

another finger exploring my ass sweet gentle God

Tears roll down my cheeks. Nothing can compare to this. My body doesn't exist any longer. I am made up sheerly of sensation. Nerve endings, hips pumping our sweat, our sounds, our breasts pushed into the others, our bellies slick sliding, our pussies pushing her clit, fuck I can feel it on my thigh, her hands, is her whole hand inside of me? I don't care just please God oh please don't ever let this end it feels so fucking good never ever before

She too is grinding she is panting she is growling deep deep deep down and she is coming fuck I can feel it on me, her orgasms is inside of me she is a part of me and together we are screaming I think it is primal is all

it is hot liquid pouring out of us so steamed so pure so

pleasurable

words escape me to describe the sheer bliss of the power of my orgasm, of feeling hers of knowing there will never be another woman, just her, just this just being one with her, my only female love.

She owns me now. She surpassed even my most outrageous fantasy. She was all that

Cytherea.

On the drive back, all giggly and hyper and grins, we discuss the possibilities.

There are nothing but possibilities.