A/N This story is rated M for a reason, this chapter being one of them.
This chapter contains depictions of consenting adults doing what consenting adults do when they feel like it, so if sexual content isn't your thing, please skip the chapter and move on.
Brenda and Sharon's first night Part 2
Brenda's viewpoint
I don't know how long we were there, kneeling on the bed, just wrapped up in each other's arms, kissing. I felt caught between two states, on one hand incredibly peaceful and calm, held in her arms, feeling wanted and cherished and protected, on the other I was almost painfully aroused.
Just being here with Sharon had me in a terrible state. I'd been turned on by the time we got to her home, having her strip me and make love to my breasts had pushed me to the brink of a shattering orgasm, before she'd stopped.
No man had ever spent so much time, lavished so much attention to my breasts, driving me so close to a huge climax. I remembered something Maura had said back at the start of the journey that had led me here with Sharon, that foreplay between women could be as good as sex.
I'd not really believed it, thinking that Maura had been coloured by her love for Jane, tonight Sharon had made me a believer.
When the time had come to return the favour, I'd followed her lead, a little unsure, but looking into her eyes, hearing the sounds I could coax from her, had made me want to do it all night. To have a woman like Sharon, composed, controlled, powerful Sharon, start to come apart under me, I'd never felt anything like it.
It had made me feel wonderful and sexy, to have her under my spell, to make her feel so good, to shatter her into a million pieces and help put her back together afterwards, nothing could be better.
Sharon pulled her head back, cruelly pulling her mouth out of kissing reach, I wanted to do that all night, but I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me.
"I want you to lie back Brenda, I want to make you feel good" I couldn't help it, the words just tumbled out.
"Oh god Sharon, everything you do makes me feel good" Her smile widened as her voice dropped.
"Oh honey, this'll be even better, trust me" I just stared into her eyes for a moment, before nodding, feeling myself react to her tone, my body was aching for her, the way she stared at my painfully hard nipples told me that she was aware of it too.
"C'mon honey, lay back" Sharon guided me back onto the bed, my head and shoulders propped up on a nest of pillows, as she leaned in for a kiss, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth when I opened for her and making me groan at the welcome intrusion.
Pulling back, she smirked as I tried to follow her mouth, gently holding me down with a hand on my shoulder, before moving down next to me, kneeling and taking my nipple into her hot mouth again, dragging a gasp from me as she raked the sensitive tip between her tongue and teeth.
My hand automatically flew to her hair, pushing her into me as my back arched, forcing my breasts into her, I wanted her mouth there again, all night long, I wanted her to bring me to the climax she'd denied me before. As she slid her mouth away from my nipple I couldn't help the little gasp of frustration as she gently chuckled.
"Plenty of time for that later honey, all the time in the world" Her head dipped again, as she kissed and licked across my tummy, before it dipped again into my navel, making me squirm in delicious agony at her teasing touch.
Finally she stopped, making me slowly drift down from the high I'd been on, to open my eyes and look down at her, to see her watching me, gently smiling. I smiled back; everything she did made me feel so good.
"Hey honey, I need you to lift your hips" Her finger hooked inside the elastic of my G string. "This is lovely and I want to see you wearing it again, so I don't want to stretch it dragging it down"
I swallowed, both at what she was going to do and the promise to see me in them again. I was also embarrassed that they were quite sodden, the result of her attention all night. I nodded and levered my hips up, allowing Sharon to slide them off my hips and down my legs then, as I let my hips drop and lifted my legs together, Sharon slid them off me.
I was about to say something, when Sharon lifted the scrap of fabric to her face and inhaled, taking in the smell of my arousal. I bit my lip, acutely aware of how wet I'd been, still was.
"Mmm, god Brenda…smells like sex" I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry Sharon…" Her eyes flicked up to mine as shock registered on her face.
"Brenda, don't, just don't. You smell like sex and that's the hottest thing ever" She moved up to the top of the bed, still holding the scrap of lingerie. "Honey, have you ever smelled yourself, really smelled yourself, without trying to hide it under perfumes and scents and deodorants?"
She held the panties up to her face and took another deep breath in through her nose, smiling, before holding it out to me.
"Smell it honey, smell it" I gingerly took the tiny piece of fabric, suddenly aware of just how damp it was.
"Smell it Brenda" I carefully brought it up to my face, as a spicy, subtle smell hit my nose.
"Do you have any idea what that smell is doing to me?" I stared at her over the silk as she spoke. "To smell you on that, to know I made you wet, I got you aroused, that you're like that for me?"
Her voice was low and throaty and sent shivers through me. She stared at me in open appraisal as one hand unconsciously toyed with her nipple, tweaking and tugging it.
"Oh my fucking god Brenda, I wanted you before, now I need you, so much" She closed her eyes and moaned gently, low and soft as I watched Sharon's face. I thought I'd seen all sides of Sharon, but this was a sensual, erotic and incredibly turned on Sharon. It was so hot it burned.
Slowly opening her eyes, Sharon reached out for the panties, pulling them from my fingers and bringing them to her nose, where she inhaled deeply, moaning again.
Right then and there I decided that noise might have been one of the sexiest things I'd ever heard. Just hearing her make that sound made me even wetter. I don't know how but it just did. She casually dropped them on the bed, before looking at me. The need in her voice underlay her teasing words.
"If you smell that good, I can't wait to taste you" The certainty in her voice shook me to the core, and I felt my pussy clench in sympathy. With that she moved back down the bed and looked back up at me with a smile. ""C'mon honey, open up for me"
I swallowed as I took in the anticipation on her face, before spreading my legs apart, incredibly aware of how open I was before her eyes. I could feel the slightly cool air on the moisture coating my core, sending the very slightest chill through me. Not helped by the sight of Sharon staring at my pussy, before licking her lips slowly, a gesture that sent a shiver right through me.
Sharon moved between my legs, kneeling there for a second as she looked at me, before tapping my knee.
"Lift your knees up Brenda and spread a bit wider" I swallowed but did as she said, alternating between heat and embarrassment as she stared at me. "So pretty" I barely heard the whispered words, I doubt I was supposed to, but the smile they brought to my face was instant. Sharon was seeing me as intimately as anyone ever had and thought I was pretty.
As I watched, she slid onto her stomach and shimmied closer, till her face was between my thighs, her gaze intent. Looking up and catching my eyes, she turned her head a little and drew her tongue up the inside of my thigh, catching some of the moisture that had leaked there. Obviously enjoying the moment, she repeated the action on the other thigh, only higher, closer, more arousing, never letting go of my eyes.
Now I realised why she'd set up the pillows like this, to support me; so that I could watch her as she went down on me, so I could see her pleasure as she consumed me. I looked into those lust-darkened eyes and moaned in anticipation, Sharon was going to make me watch as she ate me out, so I could see how much she enjoyed making me come.
"Oh honey, I've wanted to do this for so long, this week's been torture" I nodded, unable to form words as I could feel the lightest touch of her breath on me, the anticipation was killing me. Sharon looked up and lifted an eyebrow. "Ready honey?" I nodded again, unable to speak. Her chuckle was swift and low.
"Cat got your tongue Brenda?" God knows what my face looked like, as I tried to say something, but whatever I was going to say is wiped away, I'm left completely incoherent as Sharon's tongue gently flicks out and slides up my labia's lips, sending an electric jolt up my body. I'm dimly aware of my head falling back and a low groan filling the room, mine.
The sensations rippling through me are so intense it takes me a while to come back to earth. It takes even longer before I can bring myself together enough to look down at her, but the sight when I do is so worth it.
Sharon's directing her full determination and concentration into giving me the best oral experience of my life, without a doubt she's succeeding beyond my wildest dreams. Her best is like nothing I've ever had before, something special, something wonderful.
Most guys approach it as something to be endured, to get you into the mood to suck them off and let them fuck you. A few do it because they like to give you pleasure, to hear you react, some even see it as a challenge, to dominate you orally. Sharon approached it like lovemaking.
It started gentle and slowly increased in speed and depth and intensity. I could see her eyes locked on mine, as she slowly dragged her tongue up the length of my labia, collecting as much of the wetness there as she could, before letting her tongue slide back into her mouth slowly, her eyes closing for a moment, obviously savouring the taste. She was putting on a show and it had me mesmerised.
She started out licking and flicking with the tip of her tongue, before dragging her tongue up and down the length of me, sending shivers and shocks throughout my body and mind, dragging me towards a climax way too quickly.
When her tongue suddenly speared deeply inside me, penetrating inside, I convulsed. I could feel the first twitches and rumbles of an orgasm coming, a big one. That didn't stop Sharon though; she speared me again, driving another convulsion through me
Pulling her tongue back, she started kissing and sucking the lips of my pussy, kissing it like it was my mouth, as her tongue teased and twisted and thrust. The sensations were overwhelming me, as Sharon stared back at me, she could see I was getting close.
Sharon slowed her ministrations as I dimly realised I was begging her, begging her to bring me off.
"Please, Sharon, please, so close, please…"
Slowing to a halt Sharon smiled up at me as I stared back at her, why had she stopped?
"Why? Sharon, please, why?"
"Making it last honey, I want this one to be special" I moaned, why was she being so cruel?
"Please, I need it, please…" I could feel the climax receding even as we spoke.
"I know you do honey, I'm going to get you there, but we need to take our time" I groaned in frustration, as Sharon chuckled again. I couldn't help it.
"You're a bitch Sharon, you know that?" Her chuckle was even louder.
"Yep" I was about to say something even snarkier when Sharon's mouth dropped back to my pussy, stilling anything I might have said.
This time Sharon went straight for my clit, lashing it with her tongue, causing me to moan and buck under her, as the sensations overwhelmed me, my head thrashing and hips bucking under her. My climax may have receded, but at this rate it was going to come screaming back bigger than ever.
The room filled with my gasps, moans and cries, as Sharon attacked my clit with her lips, tongue and teeth, the last causing me to scream her name. Just as I was getting close enough to feel the first shakes of my orgasm, Sharon stopped, just stopped cold.
"FUCK!" My frustrated scream reverberated round the room.
"Easy Brenda, take it easy" I growled at her, I could feel the lips peeling back, baring my teeth.
"That's easy for you to say" Sharon looked back at me, smiling gently.
"Hey honey, I want your first to be something amazing"
"It was going to be. But Then YOU STOPPED!" I glared at her or tried to, to be honest my head was still fuzzy from how close she'd brought me. "Why are you being so cruel?"
"I have an ulterior motive Brenda, you taste so good I don't want to stop" With that she gently blew cool air across my heated core, bringing me further and further down from my impending climax. I could feel it drifting away, dissipating like steam on the wind.
"Is this you getting back at me for all those times I gave you problems Sharon, cause if it is, I hate you" Aware I wasn't serious Sharon just chuckled, her eyes dancing in the dim light.
"No, I just want you to never forget tonight, I want you to always remember our first time" I stared down at her shocked, Sharon, a hopeless romantic, who would have guessed? Overwhelmed, I reached down and caressed her cheek.
"Oh Sharon, sweetie, I could never forget this, no matter what" Sharon got a soft look on her face, before turning her head to kiss my palm, then leaned her head against it. We lay there for a while, just feeling the moment. Finally I felt I had to exert some authority here.
"But if you want me to remember you as anything other than a complete bitch Sharon Raydor, you'd better finish what you started next time. Otherwise I promise I will keep bringing this up whenever we fight in the future" In the face of what I had to admit was a pretty weak argument, Sharon just smirked at me.
"Third time's the charm honey" I looked into her eyes.
"Promise?" She smiled back.
"Promise" I couldn't help it, I grinned at her.
"Then by all means, get to it girl"
Sharon smiled before her head dipped and she attacked my clit, causing my head to slam back into the pillows. She wasn't kidding, Sharon was bringing me up a lot faster than before, I could feel the rush already starting to build.
"Brenda honey, look at me, c'mon, look at me" I forced my eyes open and head forward, to see her staring at me. Once she could see she had my attention, she gently slid an index finger into her mouth, sliding it in and out, coating it with saliva. It was breathtaking, realising what she was going to do. Not that the lubrication was needed, I was sopping wet, but Sharon was doing it for effect.
"Hmmm, let's start with one" she mused. "Just to get you ready"
With that she moved the finger out of sight, before I felt it slide inside me, it felt so good, made me shiver, until she twisted it, curling it up and around inside me, then it felt great.
"Oh fucking god Sharon yes" With a small smile at my words, Sharon started sliding it in and out, gentle and slow, as her lips descended back to my clit.
The sensations she was generating were amazing, my body felt like it was on fire, the attention from her tongue plus the gentle sawing motion dragging me towards a huge climax. Sharon paused for a moment, making me realise she'd stopped, as she gently slipped her finger out. As I looked down at her, a question forming, Sharon slipped the first finger into her mouth and licked it clean, the look of pleasure on her face sending a jolt through me.
"Oh Brenda, you taste so good, I can't get enough of you" I stared at her, taking in the obvious pleasure she was getting from my taste, before she slid a second finger into her mouth, undoubtedly mimicking exactly what she was about to do with me.
I lay there, unable to speak, the sight of Sharon sucking her fingers, sliding them in and out of her mouth, the knowledge of what she was doing to me, the eroticism of her action, turning my mind to sexually soaked goo.
With a satisfied smile, Sharon pulled the fingers from her mouth, before reaching out with her tongue and giving them a final lick, all the while her eyes were locked on mine, obviously aware of what she was doing to me, how what I was seeing was affecting me.
As I stared, she curled her wrist over and slowly slid first one finger and then the second inside me, stretching me out.
"Oh god you're tight Brenda, all that time going without sex's made you tight. Don't worry though, we'll soon have you opened up" The matter of fact delivery, the certainty, was doing my head in. 'Oh yes, your tap has a leak, but we'll get it fixed'. It wasn't a promise; it was a statement, an expression of fact. Same here, Sharon was going to open me, fix me and fuck me open for her.
I was staring at her, as her head dipped again, taking my clit into her mouth, as she started scissoring her fingers, slowly and gently at first, then more forcefully. Combined with her oral assault, the words, the visuals, I could feel a monumental climax coming, one the like of which I hadn't had in years.
My breath was coming in pants and gasps; my hips rolling into her, I was moaning and crying out her name, entreaties, begging for her to bring me off. I couldn't look at her anymore, my head rolled back and my eyes closed, as my hands unconsciously sought my nipples, twisting and tugging at them, the spasms from them a compliment to the much larger spasms Sharon was sending racing through me.
Just as I felt myself start to shudder in the opening throes of a massive climax, Sharon curled her fingers up and into me, swirling in small circles as she sought my sweet spot, as her teeth gently clenched onto my clit, sending sweet torturous lightning racing through me.
I thought I was ready for the rush when it hit, but this wasn't a wave, it was a tsunami, it swept through me, over me and carried me away, my body thrashing and spasming, despite Sharon's best efforts to hold me down, the last thing I remembered was my voice screaming in the quiet room, screaming her name, before everything went black.
When I finally became aware of what was going on, I found myself curled into Sharon's embrace. She'd moved to sit next to me against the bed head and I was lying with my head on my chest, cradled in her arms against her chest, as she gently rocked me and laid gentle kisses to the top of my head.
I felt safe, protected, cherished and overwhelmed; Sharon had carried me higher than I'd ever been. I hadn't blacked out from an orgasm like that in years. Finally feeling myself able to talk coherently I lifted my head slowly, to see Sharon smiling down at me.
"Oh Sharon…" My voice was so weak. Her smile got even wider.
"Hey you" A lazy, happy and contented smile spread across my face as my voice returned to something like normal.
"That was…wow" She chuckled happily, before hugging me to her.
"I just wanted to make you happy" I smiled even wider as my mind started working again.
"Oh you did, mission accomplished Sharon" She frowned, obviously trying to work out what I meant. "You wanted me to remember our first time. I won't ever forget that" Her grin was swift and her laugh rich and happy.
"Well, now I've got you, I don't want to lose you" That thought made me all warm inside.
"No chance of that ever happening. Oh my god, that was so good"
"I'm glad you liked it" I smiled happily.
"Liked it, hell yeah" Her smile got even wider.
"Thank you honey" I looked at her for a moment as I didn't even try and keep the surprise from my face.
"Why on earth are you thanking me Sharon? I should be the one thanking you, I haven't come like that for ages, years actually" I smiled, fascinated by the woman in front of me, in all her beauty. Her voice changed, softer, lower.
"Thank you for letting me be your first Brenda" I smiled up at her, as I felt an overwhelming feeling of tenderness for the woman holding me. Any other woman could have been my first lesbian experience, but it was Sharon who'd made it incredible.
I reached for her and pulled her head down to me, as we kissed for what seemed endless moments, as we lost ourselves in each other. I could taste something spicy on her lips and tongue, before I suddenly realised I could taste myself on her, something I'd never done before. The eroticism of what we were doing hit me hard, as I pushed my tongue harder into her, spurred on by the memory of what she'd done to me.
Finally, we pulled apart and just cuddled together, quiet with our thoughts. I looked into her eyes and felt a wave of affection wash over me as I realised how much I owed to Sharon. She'd been there with me through so much, for so long my only real friend outside the squad and my only female friend here in LA.
Sharon had been there for me through so much, had my back through so many bad episodes, the Goldman witch hunt, the Turrel Baylor aftermath, Taylor, Pope, so much, I owed her so much and that was before she took a chance with us, with our hearts.
I doubt I could ever repay her for all her kindness, for everything Sharon had done, including tonight. I was here, blissfully happy, held in a beautiful woman's arms, Sharon's arms, because of her bravery and love.
I doubted a lifetime of effort could ever repay her for all she'd done, the happiness we had here tonight, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to start.
Slowly I disentangled myself from her arms, ending up on my hands and knees as I leaned in to kiss her again, before pulling away. I looked at her, so beautiful in the dim light and I knew I had to do this.
"Sharon, my beautiful Sharon. I wanna make you feel good too" Sharon immediately realised what I was saying, as I used her own words against her. Sharon bit her lip, obviously torn between wanting it and trepidation, that it might be too much too soon.
"It's ok Brenda, you don't have to…"
"I know I don't, but I want to" I could see Sharon was uncertain, so I leaned in and kissed her again. "Please, let me…"
Biting her lip, Sharon stared at me, before nodding slowly. I moved back and patted the pillows.
"C'mon Sharon, same spot, that way you can watch me" I saw her breath hitch as she realised what I wanted, I wanted her to watch me do this, to understand how much it meant to me to make love to her the same way she had.
She scooted over, as I leaned in to kiss her again, before kissing my way down her throat and onto her décolletage. She was so soft, her skin was warm and soft and smooth and smelled of perfume and her own scent, so different from a man's body, all gentle curves instead of hard angles, soft skin rather than hard muscle, it was all different and lovely and it felt so damned good to feel her under me.
I gently kissed both nipples, before determinedly moving onwards, not allowing myself to be distracted by the enticing sounds I could coax from Sharon with my mouth on them. Instead I moved down onto her tummy, marvelling again at how soft and smooth she was. Despite her age, Sharon's tummy was taunt and tight.
"Oh sweetie, how do you do it?" I heard a low chuckle, then a small gasp as I stabbed my tongue into her navel, returning the favour from earlier.
"Two hundred sit ups every morning honey, I've gotta look good for you" My eyes flicked up to hers, as I swirled my tongue around inside her navel, making her groan, before I lifted my head to talk.
"Oh you do Sharon, very good indeed. I appreciate all your hard work" Sharon's hand reached over and gently stroked my hair, then down over my cheek.
"Then it's all been worth it" I smiled at her words, the warmth and care and tenderness in her voice, before I turned my head to kiss her palm. I moved slowly off her navel and down towards a patch of dark hair. Looking up I caught her eyes as I tapped her thigh.
"C'mon sweetie, open up" I could see her uncertainty, no doubt wondering if I was ready for this, my first night with a woman and I was asking to go down on her. At that hesitation I had to reassure her.
"I want to Sharon, I want to hear you under me, I need to taste you, feel you, make love to you, the same way you did to me" I saw her mouth form a small 'o' of surprise before she slowly nodded, her legs moving open, revealing her to me.
I looked down, as the scent of her arousal hit me, something sharp and tangy. I swallowed a little, before moving to kneel between her knees, looking at her splayed open for me. My eyes travelled up and down her body, before settling at the junction of her legs. Slowly I dropped to my elbows and knees, as I leaned in closer. I could see Sharon's thighs were glistening with moisture, she was obviously turned on and waiting for me, the gentle scent reaching my nose told me as much.
I leaned in closer, examining her, fascinated by her pussy. Her curls were neatly trimmed, letting me see her clearly. Her pussy was neat and glistening with need, the lips a little puffy with her arousal. Curious, I reached out and gently touched her, just a fingertip, feeling her dewy softness under my finger's fleeting touch. I slowly ran the fingertip along the line of her crease, fascinated by the wet heat there.
Leaning in, I gazed at her, seeing the moisture there, before gently sniffing the subtle scent of her, tangy and new and something outside anything I'd smelled before. Fascinated, I leaned in again and inhaled through my nose, getting used to the scent, deciding I could easily learn to like it. I wondered what it tasted like, would it taste as unusual as it smelled.
I reached out and gently ran my fingertip along her folds again, gathering some of the moisture on my finger, before bringing it to my mouth, tentatively sliding the tip between my lips and sucking gently, tasting her, tasting Sharon. The taste was a little tangy, a little tart with a hint of spice. I sat there a moment, before running a finger through the moisture, collecting more before sucking it clean, closing my eyes as I savoured the taste, different from anything I'd tasted before, but not bad, in fact it had hints of flavours I found interesting, enticing even.
Wanting to taste more, I ran two fingertips along Sharon's crease, gathering even more, before bringing both fingers to my mouth, sucking and licking them clean with my eyes closed, concentrating on the taste, coming to the realisation that like anything new and unusual and tart, you just had to get used to it. In fact as I became familiar with it I decided I really could find myself liking the taste. Still with my eyes closed, I licked my lips, in case I had any on them, to be interrupted by a low, needy moan.
My eyes flashed open to lock onto Sharon's, hers were wide and dark, her hands playing with her nipples, her face filled with longing. I'd been so lost in my own discovery that I'd almost forgotten Sharon was there, god knows what she was thinking.
"Oh fucking god Brenda, don't tease, please don't tease me" I blinked, Sharon was begging me? Then it hit me, while I'd been treating her like some sort of taste test, she'd been watching and the visuals must have hit her hard.
"Sorry sweetie, just enjoying tasting you" If anything her eyes widened even more, as she whispered to me.
"Please…" Smiling to myself, I leaned in and examined her even closer, seeing the lips slightly puffy, the blood flowing into them as part of her arousal, her heat. Seeing her so close, so open to me and remembering how much I'd loved what she'd done to me, I mentally shrugged. 'Here we go'.
I gently leaned in and let my tongue flick out, making contact with her, tasting her, gathering her moist heat on my tongue and bringing it into my mouth, savouring the tangy, tart taste. The moan from Sharon was immediate as she stared at me. Smothering a smile I leaned in again, drawing my tongue up her, gathering more of her onto my tongue, before pulling it into my mouth and savouring it.
The taste was nothing terrible, it was different, but not bad at all, in fact I could get used to tasting it a lot, especially if it meant I could keep Sharon making the sounds she was now, as she stared at me, her mouth open as she panted softly, lost in what I was doing to her.
I had to say I was a bit scared, Sharon was a hard act to follow damn her, she always was a perfectionist, right down to eating me out to a mind blowing orgasm. I wanted to make her feel as good as I had, to make her shatter and let me hold her as she shook and trembled.
Realising I couldn't put it off any longer, I slid myself down onto my forearms and leaned my mouth in, my tongue reaching out to slide up and down her lips, feeling her arousal coating my tongue, my lips and even my nose and cheeks, Sharon was soaking wet, wet for me.
Hearing her groan, I slid my tongue over her again, sliding it gently between her lips, feeling the gentle pressure on each side of my tongue, as I gently forced my way further in, I could feel little tremors and shivers running through her, I must be doing something right.
Feeling a little emboldened, I slid my tongue up her length, getting another moan, which only made me more intent on making Sharon happy. I slid my hands forward, using my fingers to gently pry her lips apart, opening her to me. For a moment, I just lay there, staring.
Until I'd looked up a couple of pretty graphic porn videos on the net a few weeks back, I'd never seen one this close before. It was pink and glistening, with her entrance visible, I was fascinated and slowly drew my finger along the inner wall of the labia, feeling its soft, wet texture under my fingertip.
I suddenly realised that Sharon was speaking, she was begging me to touch her, taste her, to please her, I looked up and caught her eyes with mine, before quite deliberately leaning in and running my tongue right up the length of her labia and right into the entrance to her, seeing her shoulders lift off the pillows as she arced at my touch.
I smiled at the feel under my tongue, it wasn't something I was familiar with, but it was hot and wet and soft and I could see what I was doing to her.
I mimicked Sharon's actions earlier, curling my tongue and stabbing it as deep as I could inside her, drawing a moaning gasp, so sweet to my ears I had to do it over and over again, feeling the walls of her clutching at my tongue. My face was liberally coated with her juices but I didn't care, all that mattered was getting my face as far into as I could, so I could penetrate her with my tongue, to fuck her with it and drive her mad.
Hearing Sharon's continuous moaning, as her body started to shake, I pulled back and watched as she slowly stilled from the lack of attention, her eyes finally opening to stare down at me.
"Did you stop as payback? I didn't think you were so cruel Brenda" I smiled happily.
"Not cruel Sharon, I just wanted you to have as big one as I did" Her head fell back on the pillow.
"You're gonna kill me Brenda, you know that right?" I snickered, happy to have given her just a little of her own medicine.
"Probably not, but we'll have to see" With that I leaned in again and started running my tongue up and down her labia, before sucking each lip in turn into my mouth and worrying at it. Moving up and down I could hear Sharon's breath speeding up again, as the sensations hit her.
I smiled to myself, before moving up closer and reaching forward, pulling her lips apart and exposing the hood of her clitoris to me. Pausing for a moment, I swallowed gently, before running the tip of my tongue over it, back and forward, around and round, as Sharon started to squirm and gently thrust her hips under me.
I could feel her clit as it extended from the hood, allowing me to swirl my tongue around it, before gently wrapping my lips around the clit and sucking on it, feeling Sharon thrash as I did.
Feeling her start to come undone under me, I was struck with a flash of inspiration, and pulled back for a moment, so that I could slide a finger deep inside her, feeling the slick wet walls clench around it as she spasmed. All I could hear was Sharon's moans and cries and desperate panting, her eyes locked onto me as her hands played with her breasts.
Realising she could take more I pulled my finger out and then slid both the index and middle finger in together, back into her wet velvet heat, as Sharon cried out my name. I could feel her clenching on my fingers her climax rushing towards her.
Locking eyes with her, I lowered my head back to her clit, flicking it with my tongue, as I started sawing my fingers in and out of her. Sharon's eyes were wide, staring at me as she started to shake and tremble. Sharon was incoherent, moaning constantly as her head fell back on the pillows, as she gave herself to her climax.
Knowing it was about to hit, I leaned forward and took her clit into my mouth, sucking on it and lashing the tip with my tongue, as Sharon exploded under me. I'd expected a big one, but Sharon thrashed like an epileptic, limbs flailing, as I held on while she convulsed under me.
To say I was shocked was an understatement, Sharon had come undone like I had, I could see her chest heaving as she lay sprawled across the bed.
I was both proud and a little shocked; I'd made Sharon Raydor lose control in the best possible way on my first time. I figured it had been a long time for her too, plus she'd wanted me for a long while, to finally get what she wanted, well that had probably pushed her over the edge. Still, I was pretty pleased with myself.
Realising she wasn't going to be terribly coherent, I pulled myself together, before scrambling up the bed to lie next to her.
Looking down, I could see she was really wasted, but it didn't stop her from smiling up at me lazily as I snuggled up against her.
"Hey Brenda"
"Hiya sweetie"
"That was amazing"
"Hey Sharon, it was pretty amazing for me too"
"So that mean you're hanging round?" I laughed, she was a bit sleepy.
"Looks like" She smiled softly and snuggled into me, seeking the warmth, her voice slow and sleepy.
"Good, wanna do that lots more" I snuggled right back, as we curled up in each other's arms.
"Me too Sharon, me too" I looked down, to see she was asleep. The sight brought a smile too my face, before I let sleep claim me too, happy in her arms.