Bend That Gender

Then without warning Marilyn took hold of her panties and pulled the material to the side, exposing Shannon's naked flesh to the marauding lips and tongue. The kiss directly at the opening of her already wet pussy drove her over the edge of release, a sharp orgasm that lifted her hips off the mattress. Marilyn road the release, her tongue busily playing across the hard nub as a second orgasm rolled in behind the first. The mouth lifted again, offering Shannon a look at the moist lips and tongue that had ravaged her womanhood.

"Mm, you're as sweet as honey." Marilyn licked her lips and then pressed them once again between Shannon's spread thighs. Before she could speak her body began the inexorable journey toward another orgasm, slowly tightening as the tongue and lips played their magic game with her. She'd never experienced anything this delightful in her entire life! She lay back on the bedcovers and closed her eyes, giving herself completely to the sensations stirring in her loins.

She didn't know how long she'd slept. It was still dark outside and the lamp next to the table still cast its gentle light across the bed. Glancing to her right she saw Marilyn lying next to her, now dressed in a peignoir which likely came from Shannon's own closet. She turned toward her new lover, whose eyes were closed. Shyly she extended her hand to lift the shimmering silk from Marilyn's body, longing to see her lover's naked body. As the panels fell open she saw Marilyn still wore her brassiere and panties, as well as her garter belt and nylons. At that moment Marilyn's eyes opened to meet her gaze. Shannon felt her face flush with embarrassment at having been caught. She smiled sheepishly, grateful the dim light concealed her blush.

"So we're awake." Marilyn took the hand that had opened the peignoir and guided it toward her breasts. Shannon felt her embarrassment return but allowed her fingers to be pressed into the firm mound. The only breast she'd touched before was her own and this contact was exhilarating to say the least. She felt the juices flowing once again. She shyly squeezed the full mound as Marilyn's hand released hers and began its own journey between her thighs. Almost immediately slender fingers found her moist pussy and began stroking her, slowly easing the lips apart until a single digit slid into the heat of her body.