Darling would admit that she turned into a sex freak when it came to her wife. There were moments when she was minding her own business when suddenly an animalistic feeling came over her and little could distract her from desiring her beautiful wife. Like the other day, she was in the kitchen just getting a drink and had nothing particular on mind until she glanced over at Apple who was just doing the laundry. Usually this wouldn't be thought of as particularly sexy, and instead maybe even boring. But as Darling watched her load the clothes into the washer, she admired her soft arms rhythmically tossing garments into the machine. Her dress hugged her feminine frame, accentuating the curves she loved to hold so much. With no bra on, her breasts were clearly visible underneath it. She watched her move her body, tracing her bare legs up to the red panties that she wore below the waist. When she leaned over to gather some clothes, it was all over. Darling couldn't tame herself any longer and an erotic surge overtook her as she stared at her behind. She wanted to take her, and now all she had to do was hope Apple wouldn't resist. She waited for her to finish the rest of the loads and seized the opportunity. As Apple shut the lid, she slipped behind her and held her stomach tightly. "Mind if I take you right now?" Darling whispered in her ear. She gave a soft sigh and placed her hand against hers. Everything was going as she hoped it would. She reached under her dress and began stroking her wife's stomach. Darling slipped her panties down enough to caress her pale ass she had been ogling at. Apple stared at her wife, watching her tightly squeeze her cheeks before she gave them a harsh slap. Darling loved how her skin was warm and smooth as always. She continued to massage her as her lips explored her silky neck. Then she let her hands travel upwards and peeled her dress off in a flash. Apple breasts fell into her lover's cupped hands and she turned her head to kiss her. As her mouth surrendered to Darling's, her pink nipples hardened under her strong embrace. She lowered her hands down, caressing up and down her thighs. She picked her up and placed Apple on the washing machine. She spread her wife's legs apart, revealing her shaved womanhood. Darling gently traced around her hand to her curly blonde hair, to her dripping delicate folds. She took a deep breath and plunged her face onto her vulva. Apple held her tightly against herself, stroking her platinum blonde hair as her tongue danced around her clit. Darling was the maestro and she was her violin, and together they were about to compose a symphony. A concert of love and passion that was entirely their own. As she felt her body convulse and build up towards its inevitable crescendo, Darling mischievously turned on the washing machine. Apple shrieked as her entire face began vibrating from the motion of the washer. Her thighs tightened around her, riding her face to soak every ounce of the pleasure she so willingly gave her. Rhythms of bliss enveloped her wife; entire body as Apple's climax overtook her. As she started to calm down, Darling stood up, and got climbed on top of Apple. With her wet pussy against hers she gave her another mischievous grin, similar to the one she gave minutes ago. "Right here on the washing machine?" Darling nodded as she started grinding against her. She let out a loud moan as her body welcomed hers, and her hands grabbed her vibrating breasts. "Oh yes!" Apple screamed. "I love you so much!" She moved more quickly, enjoying the thrilling sensation of her wife's pussy throbbing from the vibrating machine below. "It feels sooo good." she said. "Ooooh." Everything was vibrating: the inside of her wife, her own pussy, and it was sending both of them to an extreme level of pleasure. There were so many sensations and Darling didn't think she was going to last long any longer. She gazed down at her wife's face and saw her blue eyes widen in an astonished expression. Apple kept moaning that certain moan that she knew her wife loved hearing. It was only going to be a few more grinds before she came. Darling would make them count. Savor every minute, every second. "DARLING," she screamed. "I'M CUMMING," she smiled knowing that she was successful in making her cum. As they came back down to earth from their experience, Darling looked back at her wife, who was gasping for breath. "Where did that come from?" she asked. "What can I say, you bending over inspired me." she responded. "I guess I'd better watch it when I do the dishes then." Apple said. Darling helped her off of the laundry machine and they both got redressed. "Well, I think I should finish up these clothes, baby, and start dinner soon."
"Okay, I love you," she said giving her a quick kiss before leaving to let her wife finish up what she needed to do.