Sophia had better plans – 01

That little bit seemed to put the girl over the top, her fingers became bolder, stroking up Sophia’s sides and then brushing the outsides of her large breasts. Sophia felt herself shiver, the woman’s touch was incredibly gentle. Sophia reached out and gently stroked Isla’s arms. Sophia delighted in the silken texture and found the contrast between her olive fingertips and the girl’s pale arms highly erotic.

She moved closer and the girl’s arms slipped around her waist, while her own moved up to Isla’s shoulders. They were standing close now and their breasts were so close a deep breath on either of their parts would have brought contact. Sophia traced her fingertips along the girl’s shoulders and then behind her neck where she applied a gentle pressure.

Isla moved against her then, pressing her breasts into Sophia’s and causing a wonderful sensation to shoot through her. She could feel the shorter women’s hard nipples pressing against the undersides of her own breasts and wished there was not so much cloth between them.

Isla looked up expectantly and Sophia dipped her head to bring their lips together. Isla’s lips were as soft as they looked and parted when Sophia thrust her tongue out. Her mouth was warm and wet and tasted of coke-a-cola. Sophia probed and explored with her tongue, while the smaller woman’s tongue slipped back and forth over her own.

Sophia let her hands slide down to the girl’s ass and gently squeezed the soft globes of flesh. Her fingers explored a bit and then she moved along the waist of the jade skirt. When she felt the cool metal of the zipper she eased it down. Isla’s hands were busy as well, stroking Sophia’s back and shoulders.

The skirt slid down, caught for a moment on her garters and then fell to the floor around her feet. Sophia’s hands returned to the girl’s ass, with the skirt out of the way she could feel the heat radiating through the soft, silky material of her companion’s panties. Sophia also felt the lace of Isla’s garterbelt on her wrists, she longed to take a look, but wasn’t about to break the sensuous kiss.

Sophia took a step forward, the motion broke the contact of their lips, but Isla moved her head forward and captured Sophia’s lower lip gently between her teeth. A stab of white-hot pleasure shot through Sophia’s system when she felt the girl’s tongue swirl over the captured lip.

Sophia forced her own tongue against Isla’s lips and the kiss was reestablished when the redhead released Sophia’s lip and sucked the larger woman’s tongue back into her mouth. Sophia took another tiny step, but this time the girl seemed to know what she wanted and allowed herself to be maneuvered to the edge of the bed. Their tongues continued to swirl around one another producing warm feelings in Sophia’s belly. The girl’s calves were pressed back against the bed now, but she seemed oblivious of it and continued to suck and lick at Sophia’s tongue.

Sophia gave Isla a gentle push and she sat heavily on the bed. The married woman smiled and stepped back so she could get a good look at Isla. The smaller woman’s legs were indeed beautiful, encased in sheer black stockings with lace at the tops. Her garterbelt was green satin, trimmed in a fine black lace and green French cut panties covered her mound. These were damp and clung to the woman’s vulva making it seem very prominent.

Sophia caught the hem of her sweater and tugged it over her head, tossing it in the general direction of the other bed where she had thrown Isla’s jacket. The redhead’s breath caught in her throat with an audible gasp when Sophia’s large breasts, covered only by the pink satin bra were revealed. The married woman smiled, moved to the edge of the bed and placed a knee on one side of the smaller woman. When Sophia leaned forward to put her other knee on the bed, Isla fell onto her back, allowing Sophia to straddle her hips.

Sophia’s hands ended up on the bed, one above each of Isla’s shoulders. She had a perfect view of her companion’s face and the absolutely rapt expression on it. Isla’s hands tentatively moved to Sophia’s breasts, gently tracing along the outsides of them with just her fingertips.

The contact was electric, gentle but sensuous and it fueled Sophia’s lust. She wanted to rip off her bra and feel those small hands on her bare skin, but refrained. Sophia had the feeling this could be an encounter she would long remember, if she could just be patient. Isla’s gentle touch and obvious love of her tits could mean a lot of pleasure, if she didn’t let her hormones run away with her and ruin the mood.

Sophia’s affairs were usually spontaneous things and she always felt the underlying urgency in them to do the deed, escape and avoid being caught. This time she had planned it carefully and although this was not the person she had hoped to be with, she did have the whole day. Something told her that she would be glad of it, for the smaller woman seemed to be the type who would take a lot of time.

Isla’s hands slid under her breasts and gently hefted them, apparently reveling in their size and weight. When she gently squeezed them with both hands Sophia gasped in delight. Those small gentle hands began to knead her breasts through her bra and Sophia felt herself begin to get wet. She removed one hand from the bed and caught the hem of Isla’s blouse, she tugged it up until it was bunched around the smaller woman’s neck. Isla’s hands and eyes never left her breasts, and Sophia had trouble taking hers off the girl’s face. She had a faraway expression that was wistful and at the same time captivating.

When she finally did manage to take her eyes off the girl’s face she wasn’t sorry. Isla’s breasts were full and round, sculpted into twin domes by the jade green satin of her bra. Her skin was milky white and the green set it off beautifully with her auburn hair and blue eyes. Sophia wanted to reach down and touch them, but the smaller woman’s hands were in the way so she closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation instead.

The redhead’s hands continued to gently squeeze the tender flesh of her tits. At first she would work deeply into them and then just lightly squeeze. Her hands slipped slowly around the outsides, to the tops of Sophia’s breasts and when the older woman felt the warm, bare flesh of her younger lover she shivered. Isla’s hands slid slowly down the slopes of her tits, until the heels of her hands raked across Sophia’s sensitive nipples.

The hard buttons felt as if they jumped and Sophia gasped. Isla settled her palms over Sophia’s aching nipples, making tiny pockets in each palm and when she squeezed this time it felt to Sophia like her nipples were being pulled from all sides at once. The younger woman continued to gently squeeze and Sophia thought she might come right there, it felt almost as if tiny, satiny mouths were sucking her nipples.