New life, new beginnings and new love – 02

“Oh God…. Lover….”

“Jesus, Zoe… Oh baby, you feel like heaven…” They kissed again, and the kiss became deeper, and the kiss moved on forever. For moments that lasted a lifetime, they kissed, they moved, they caressed. But that was all.

As Lucy lay upon her side and wrapped Zoe up within her arms and legs, their breathing slowing to a synchronized rhythm, their bodies soft and strong against each other, Zoe realized that this had not been anything like The Script that she was used to. Before she drifted off to sleep, she stifled a laugh at the memory of the Razor Dilemma. Well, Lucy hadn’t seemed to mind…

She woke up in the same position she had fallen asleep in, still tangled up in Lucy’s arms, Lucy still tangled up in hers (a feat they have never again been able to accomplish, in all the years they’ve been together). Zoe kissed the tip of Lucy’s nose, and the woman blinked her eyes open with a sleepy smile.

When Zoe shifted her leg, it brushed against Lucy’s naked sex, and the woman moaned at the inadvertent contact. All at once, a rush of heat and unfulfilled desire flooded over their senses. What had been soft and slow and liquid the night before, was suddenly molten and desperate. Lucy flipped the two of them over and crushed Zoe’s mouth with a kiss, her thigh slipping against the growing wetness of Zoe’s arousal.

“Lucy – please!” Zoe lifted off of the bed and screamed as Lucy’s mouth bit down on the flesh of her neck, just as her fingers twisted against Zoe’s hardening nipple. The older woman moaned into Zoe’s flesh as Zoe began pushing her down her body. “Baby, your mouth — I need your mouth on my breasts — oh god Baby, please!”

Lucy tasted the flesh of Zoe’s full, soft breasts, licking her way towards her nipple, sucking it into her mouth, between her teeth, flicking it with her tongue. Zoe cried out and arched her back, pushing more of her against Lucy’s tongue. “Lover! Yes! God, Lucy, yes!” Lucy moaned against Zoe’s breast as her hand trailed down between them and lightly — so agonizingly lightly — trailed over the wet, naked flesh of her sex.

“Lucy!”

Lucy smiled wickedly around the prize within her mouth, and met Zoe’s eyes over her round breast. Slowly she kissed her way back to Zoe’s mouth, parting her legs, pressing her wet, dripping pussy against Zoe’s as their lips and tongues came together. Both women moaned into each other’s mouths as their hips began grinding, their bodies fucking, their hands grasping wildly at each other’s flesh. With a gasp, Lucy broke the kiss and cried out as Zoe raised her hips off of the bed, pressing hard against the woman’s wet, throbbing heat. “Oh God baby, yes! Fuck me, Zoe! God, you feel so good about me!”

Zoe brought her arms up to circle around Lucy’s neck, but Lucy grabbed them and forced them down onto the pillow, above Zoe’s head. She held them there, by the wrists, as their bodies moved and pressed and fucked.

“Oh… god… Lucy…. Yes, baby, yes… Oh Jesus yes…”

“Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me what you like.”

“Give me your mouth, lover… Oh god, put your mouth on me… Taste me baby, taste my sex…”

“Mmm yes…” Lucy lowered her mouth to Zoe’s once more before kissing her way down her body. She paused at Zoe’s breasts; she nipped at the flesh of Zoe’s stomach, and hips; she trailed her tongue above the down of hair on Zoe’s mound.

“Baby please…. Oh God, Lucy, please…”

Lucy’s molten tongue slowly, liquidly, lightly slipped along Zoe’s thighs, closer, against the outside of her sex, closer, tasting her lips — Zoe cried out, her hips bucking into the air — her flesh, and finally licking at the wet, hot slit of her sex. “Oh Jesus baby,” Lucy moaned into Zoe’s pussy, “Christ you taste so fucking good…” She trailed her tongue up and down the wet silk beneath it, circling Zoe’s clit, pressing against Zoe’s entrance. Zoe had no control over the movement of her hips, which were wildly grinding her sex against Lucy’s tongue.

“Oh yes, baby,” Lucy moaned, “fuck my face. God, woman , you’re beautiful…” She brought her hand up to Zoe’s thigh and rested it there as her lips closed around the small pink flesh of Zoe’s clit, and sucked. Zoe cried out her name, and Lucy brought her fingers over to her pussy. She soaked them in Zoe’s dripping arousal before thrusting two deep inside of her, crooked ever so slightly, in just the right way to rub just where they should. With a scream, Zoe nearly flew off the bed. Lucy pulled slowly out, and thrust in again. And again. And again. Harder and harder each time.

“Lucy! God!! Oh God, Lucy, fuck me! Fuck me, lover! Please fuck me! God, you feel so good inside me! You make it feel so good!” Lucy’s tongue continued dancing wildly as her she fucked her new lover’s heat. With every thrust and every taste, Zoe’s cries became higher, louder, and shakier.

When Lucy felt Zoe’s legs begin to tremble on either side of her, she smiled into Zoe’s delicious mound. She felt Zoe’s orgasm begin. She felt the velvet muscles constrict around her fingers, she felt the wet rivulets coat her fingers and chin. And she heard her… Oh, the sounds that woman could make, Lucy thought, as she listened to The Sounds of Zoe Cumming. Moans and cries and operatic notes that all made Lucy’s pussy wetter and hotter by the second.

Lucy didn’t stop; she would’ve kept going all morning if Zoe hadn’t pried her mouth away from her sex, laughing and crying and gasping for breath. “Insatiable!” She laughed as she panted, and as Lucy kissed her way to her mouth with a grin.

“Woman, you are delicious, soft, sexy, and warm… I can’t get enough of you.” They embraced and kissed, Zoe licking off the remnants of her arousal from Lucy’s lips and chin.

“Mmm…”

“Zoe?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you have any plans for the day?”

“Yes,” Zoe answered, looking into Lucy’s eyes. The older woman’s face fell.

“Oh.”

“My plans for the day are to keep you naked and locked in this bedroom with me all damn day long.”

With a grin, Zoe flipped the two of them over and brought her mouth to Lucy’s for another kiss.