Sharon/Brenda + sensory deprivation
Satin wrapped around her wrists, silk covered her eyes, and in her ears Sharon had placed earphones, the music as loud as it could go; there was still part of Brenda that wondered exactly how experienced Sharon was with this whole sensory deprivation thing, but she was mostly too busy trying to figure out what Sharon was doing to think of anything else.
Brenda was wriggling in the bed, lightly pulling at the restraints as her heart rate quickened again, anticipation and not knowing what was going on both making it hard for her to be still; Sharon had already made her come once, but, as Sharon promised, the night was hardly over.
Suddenly, Brenda felt something warm dripping on her, along her hips, up and down her thighs, and then against her center; then, after waiting, breathing heavily as she pathetically tried to figure out what was happening, she felt Sharon's mouth on her, licking and kissing teasingly as she moaned and tried to roll her hips up to Sharon's mouth to get more.
But then Sharon was gone, and Brenda felt like screaming, shouting, making Sharon stay because Sharon kept teasing her and it was driving her insane, making her need Sharon even more each time she started and stopped, bringing her to the edge only to pull away.
She felt the bed dip again and prayed that Sharon was going to continue - but when she expected Sharon's mouth back on her throbbing center, she felt it on her own mouth instead, kissing her deeply, Sharon's tongue pushing into her mouth, licking and teasing; she tasted like Brenda's come and chocolate.