101 EROTICA STORIES (158 page)

Elle did her best to act nonchalantly. “Yes, I’m fine,” she replied as calmly as possible. “Why, what’s wrong?”

Miranda continued to stare at her. “Nothing,” she replied. “Well, I felt you get all stiff, and I wondered if you were, you know, having an attack or something.”

“No, nothing like that at all,” Elle assured her. And before she was aware of it, she had reached out her hand and placed it on Miranda’s smooth cheek. “I was just thinking of how beautiful you are.” As soon as the words were out, she was filled with utter horror. But it was out, and it was way too late to back out now.

This is it
, Elle thought.
My secret’s out. Now Miranda knows, and now she’ll laugh at me for being a complete idiot. Not to mention she’ll think I’m queer too. With the way I’ve been acting, I can’t blame the poor gal.

Elle readied herself for the backlash she expected from Miranda, but she didn’t remove her hand from Miranda’s cheek. She expected her hand to be swatted or pushed away, anything to indicate disgust and horror from Miranda.

But to Elle’s surprise, Miranda only smiled. Then the real surprise for Elle began: Miranda leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her lips. Then she leaned back and looked at Elle, awaiting her reaction.

Elle was stunned. Not in a million years did she expect Miranda to do what she did. Her hand was still on Miranda’s cheek.
Did she just kiss me?
she wondered. She wasn’t surprised to find she was also slightly dazed.

Miranda must have sensed Elle’s shock, because she gave a little chuckle. She reached out and placed her hand on top of Elle’s, the one that was still on her cheek. She tilted her head, burying her cheek into Elle’s palm. “Oh, Elle,” she sighed softly, all the while caressing Elle’s hand.

That did it for Elle. The growing ball of lust inside her reached its short limit and exploded, sending off fragments of deep, strong lust to the other parts of her body. With a groan, Elle wrenched her hand free from Miranda’s cheek. With both hands, she grabbed Miranda’s face and kissed her furiously on the lips.

Elle discovered Miranda’s lips tasted like strawberries. Bad news for Miranda: Elle
loved
strawberries. And so Elle sucked, pulled, nibbled, and gently bit on Miranda’s strawberry lips. Miranda, though, wasn’t deterred. With an amount of passion that could rival Elle’s, she grabbed Elle’s face with both hands and kissed her just as passionately as well. The two well-groomed women engaged in some furious lip-locking for a few minutes before the two of them broke apart, panting and trying to catch their breath.

“I’m sorry, Miranda,” Elle said. She had thought of Roy and felt guilty of the whole thing.

“Ssshhh,” Miranda answered, and placed a slim finger over Elle’s lips. “Hush. No, we’re not going to talk about our husbands at this moment. I want you, Elle, I really do. I have desired for you the moment I set my eyes on you.” Her finger traveled down to Elle’s chin and lingered there. “I don’t know, I suppose I’m straight because I love Anthony and I’m married to him. But I’ve never desired Anthony the way I desire you now.” The finger went down Elle’s neck, to her throat, clavicle, and finally to the top of her right breast, where it rested for a while. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Elle?”

Elle made as if to interrupt, but Miranda cut her short. “Yes, yes, you are. You’re gorgeous. You’re delicious. And right now, I’d like to find out just how delicious you are.” Her finger went to Elle’s nipple where it began to flick the tiny nub all over. While Miranda was doing this, shivers ran all over Elle’s body. Miranda felt them, and she chuckled again.

“Fuck it, Miranda, let’s get this over with!” Elle declared.

“That’s the spirit!” Miranda exclaimed with a huge grin.

Elle made a grab for Miranda and kissed her torridly again. Miranda responded with the same ferocity. The two women were so into it, they were practically clawing at each other. Elle slid the straps of Miranda’s tank top down her toned arms. Miranda simply tore Elle’s thin cotton tee into shreds. Both women were wearing nothing but their lacy bras on top. Elle had a red bra on while Miranda had a black bra. They stared at each other for a few seconds before attacking each other again.

Elle bent down and ran her tongue all over the exposed flesh of Miranda’s breasts. Miranda moaned in pleasure and responded by cupping Elle’s lace-clad breasts and squeezing tightly. Elle arched her back and moaned too, but the sound was muffled by the flesh of Miranda’s considerably sized tits. Frustration got the best of Elle, and she slid the straps of Miranda’s bra down her arms. As soon as one breast broke free, Elle clamped her mouth over the revealed nipple and began to suck on it.

Miranda too unhooked Elle’s bra and threw it impatiently on the floor. With nothing standing between her palms and Elle’s breasts, she was now free to do what she wanted. Miranda did just that. She fondled, squeezed, and rubbed Elle’s boobs, which were hanging slightly due to Elle being in a kneeling position. While Elle used her mouth to stir Miranda’s nipples to life, Miranda used her flat palms to awaken Elle’s nipples. For both women, the sensations ripping through them were amazing. They moaned almost at the same time, and their moaning sounds set their arousal off again. Breasts became swollen and nipples became as hard as pebbles in no time. Elle and Miranda both noticed this. Without passing a word between them, they wrapped their arms and legs around each other and pressed their breasts against each other.

The friction made things hotter for the two women. They went on rubbing and humping against each other. Elle felt her pussy become wetter and stickier than ever. She removed one hand and, along with the panties, tugged Miranda’s tiny shorts down. Miranda did the same and tugged on Elle’s denim shorts, making sure to bring Elle’s panties down too.

Shorts and panties riddled the floor in no time. Now both women were as naked as the day they were born. They held each other apart for a moment to study and inspect closely the body that was sitting bare and beautiful before each woman.

Elle’s breath caught in her throat. Miranda was even more beautiful than she had imagined. She saw Miranda had no hair in her cunt. Miranda’s pussy stood bare and inviting in front of Elle’s eyes. She saw it was glistening slightly and realized Miranda was very wet. Elle’s eyes traveled to her own pussy, and although it was covered with fine curls of light-brown hair—Elle was a brunette—she saw her cunt wasn’t much different from Miranda’s. She willed her eyes to her next-door neighbor, and their eyes met.

Again, without a word passing between them, both women sprang into action. Elle pushed Miranda down into the couch. But instead of lying on top of her, Elle turned around and adjusted her body so that she was face-to-face with Miranda’s pussy and her own pussy was hanging over Miranda’s face. There was no need for words in this case. Both women drove right into the bare piece of flesh that was hanging in front of their respective faces.

For Elle, Miranda tasted as good as she looked. Elle ran her tongue all over the wet pink flesh and enjoyed the sensation of Miranda’s juices coating her mouth. With her hands, she spread Miranda’s lips apart and inserted her tongue in between the crack of Miranda’s most private area. Elle felt Miranda buck and shiver. Feeling naughty, she slid her tongue in even deeper. Miranda bucked and shivered some more, but her motions were now accompanied with deep moaning sounds. This pushed Elle to slide in a finger into Miranda’s cunt. Elle began to move her finger in and out the slippery hole that was nothing but pure Miranda.

Miranda decided to punish Elle with the same amount of intense pleasure by inserting her tongue inside Elle’s pussy as well. Miranda didn’t know it, but Elle was a huge fan of oral sex. The second Miranda’s tongue slid inside her, Elle had to exert all her willpower not to scream out loud in the living room. It felt so fucking good! Elle chose to whimper instead, and she thrust her tongue in and out of Miranda even faster. Miranda followed Elle’s thrusting speed. Both women got dripping wet in no time. Elle’s face was heavily smeared with Miranda’s juices. Miranda’s chin, on the other hand, was dripping with Elle’s juices.

Miranda decided to surprise Elle by inserting a finger inside Elle’s asshole. The movement caught Elle by surprise, and she jerked slightly. Miranda felt the jerk, and hesitated.

“Should I go on?” she asked Elle cautiously.

Elle took a deep breath. “Yes, do go on. It’s fine. Go do your thing.”

And with that, Miranda plunged her finger all the way down Elle’s anus. Elle couldn’t take it any longer. She freed her mouth from Miranda’s wet cunt, threw her head back, and screamed into the living room. Her cries of ecstasy echoed all throughout the empty space. Her cries turned Miranda on, and she told Elle it was okay to go and scream her lungs out.

“The whole house is soundproof,” she told Elle, all the while sliding her finger in and out of Elle’s asshole.

“I’m glad,” Elle answered, breathing heavily. She cried out some more, moving her hips in tune with Miranda’s thrusts. When she thought she couldn’t cry out any longer, she lowered her head into Miranda’s cunt again and lightly sucked on her throbbing clitoris.

Now it was Miranda’s turn to cry out. She moaned and gave out cries of pleasure shamelessly. It was, after all, her house. Miranda spread her legs wider to give Elle more room to do her thing. The couch wasn’t too wide, though, and Miranda had to sling one leg over the back of the couch.

It took a while before the two girls changed their position. They were completely engrossed in eating each other out. Elle had inserted a finger inside Miranda’s asshole as well, and Miranda had inserted a finger inside Elle’s pussy too. The women left no holes uncovered and even had the guts to increase the number of fingers inside the other woman’s body. Elle added another finger inside Miranda’s pussy, which wasn’t a surprise considering Elle would rather be fucked in the vagina than in the anus.

For Miranda, the opposite was true. She was a huge fan of anal sex; it was something she and her husband, Anthony, could never get enough of. Hence, they had decided to make every corner of the house soundproof. “You never know when we’ll get the urge,” she had told her husband while they were in the kitchen one time. Anthony had laughed, and they had done the deed right then and there.

Miranda inserted another finger inside Elle’s anus. When Elle squirmed again, she got the hint. Elle obviously wasn’t into anal sex like she was, Miranda realized. She removed her two fingers from Elle’s anus and, without finesse, rammed them inside Elle’s cunt. Miranda hit the spot this time. Elle shuddered and shivered. She gave another loud cry and got wet almost instantly.

“Fuck me in the anus, darling,” Miranda called out breathlessly.

Elle did just that. She removed her two fingers from inside Miranda’s cunt and, like what Miranda did to her, rammed them inside Miranda’s anus. Miranda screamed in pleasure. She bucked her hips and rose up to take in as much of Elle’s fingers as she can. Elle shifted so she could insert another finger inside Miranda’s asshole. When she did, Miranda clamped her mouth over Elle’s labia and began to suck gently.