Reece's Faith (31 page)

The tall woman peeled off her lover and complied.

"Mom, you didn't really look through the video cabinet, did you?"

"Yes I did." she replied matter-of-factly "And if you ask me, I think you oughtta be more careful where you put your toys."

"Oh, kill me." Faith fell face down on the coffee table.

"Honestly, Faith, penises in the cabinet, handcuffs in the kitchen. I swear I almost put strawberry lubricant on my breakfast toast this morning."

Reece entered the room to see her lover banging her head repeatedly on the coffee table.

"What the hell are you doing?" She rushed over and stopped her from hurting herself.

"My mother is trying to kill me."

"Don't be dramatic, dear."

"I'm an actress, I can't help it." She glared at the older woman.

"You'd be happy to know that your father called today while you were in your bath. I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you!" Faith fell to her knees and gave thanks to the heavens.

"Maybe you'll take me down to that studio you work at in the morning?" Marsha asked.

"Anything, as long as you're going home, I'll do anything you want."

"Ok then, go upstairs and take care of your woman. I bet you haven't had sex since I've been here."

"That would be a correct assumption, ma'am." Reece grinned mischievously.

"Mom! God! I can't just go and have sex on command! Especially with you here...why am I even saying this to you?"

"If I had someone like Theresa, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of her for a second. Besides, the poor woman can probably use it, looking at those pictures all day."

"Thank you, Mrs. A." The two women toasted each other then drained their drinks.

"I wish I could disappear." Faith groaned.

Reece took her by the hand and pulled her up from the couch. Faith was the darkest shade of red the tall woman had ever seen on a human being. Chuckling, she lifted her up and held her like a newborn. Faith clutched on to her lover's neck and hid her face in the dark hair.

Marsha winked and waved at Reece as she ascended the stairs, carrying her daughter.

 
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"I'm mortified, Reece. I can't think of sex now!"

"Not even if I did this?" The tall woman leaned over her prone lover and traced her ear with the tip of her tongue.

"No." Faith replied, unfazed.

"How about this?" Reece took off her boots and straddled Faith, grinding down softly into her.

"Nope." The actress replied as her nipples visibly hardened.

"Ooo, tough crowd." The club owner grinned seductively and took off her shirt.

Faith couldn't help but swallow as she watched Reece peel off her bra.

"What if I was to do this?" The tall woman caressed her own breasts, knowing it would drive Faith crazy. Not to mention fan her own flames a bit.

"Nothing at all." The actress denied somewhat breathlessly.

"Oh, I see. So this would be a one-woman show?" Reece teased. She grinned as she saw

Faith swallow again as she nodded.

"That's too bad, because I'm real horny." The club owner got up off the bed and took her pants off. "I could really use that tongue of yours." She remarked casually.

Reece stood there letting Faith take a long look at her and grinned when the actress propped herself up on her elbows for a better view. By the time those green eyes reached her own she could see the hunger.

"Nothing?" Reece questioned.

"Uh-uh." Faith tried not to grin but it made her lip twitch.

The nearly naked woman chuckled to herself.
She's toast now...pull out the big guns.

The actress's eyes were glued to the strong hands as they touched Reece's body. The club owner licked her finger and circled her nipple with it, the other hand resting at the waistband of her underwear. Faith squirmed and stifled a groan as that hand disappeared behind the material. She turned over on to her side and leaned her head on her elbow.

"And I bet this doesn't get you either." Reece said between heavy breaths.

Faith silently shook her head, totally engrossed at the display. Her sex was throbbing, and if she opened her mouth, she'd be panting. Not being able to see everything was turning her on more than if she could.

"That's ok," Reece groaned, "I can take care of it myself." Not taking her hand out of her underwear, she got back on the bed and lay down facing Faith. "You see...mmm...I have a lot of practice."

Reece could see Faith's pulse racing by the pounding of the vein on her neck. She figured she would have been attacked by now.
Baby's got willpower, she grinned inwardly, I don't know how long I can last though, I'm getting off on this game!
The club owner doubled her efforts to get Faith to touch her.

"I wish this was your hand touching me," she moaned.

Faith's mouth was completely dry. She squirmed again. She really wanted to watch Reece do this, but she was giving in fast. I'm not going to make it.
I've turned into a sex maniac.

"Wanna know what it feels like?" Reece leaned close and spoke into her lover's ear.

Faith nodded, squeezing her thighs together tightly.

"Wet, really wet," she breathed, reaching into her underwear with her other hand to gather some evidence. She took her hand out and rubbed her fingers on Faith's parted lips.

"Oh." Reece shuddered when the warm lips engulfed her fingers.

Faith closed her eyes at the taste. She held the hand tight and after sucking the fingers clean, then brought it to her breast.
The fat lady has sung.

"God, I'm going to die if you don't touch me, Reece." she whined.

The club owner nearly tore off Faith's clothing in an attempt to feel her naked skin.

"I thought you'd never ask." Reece growled as her mouth latched on to a perfect breast.

"God that's good! Oh, and Reece?"

"Mmm?"

"You'll lose this perverted shirt won't you?" Faith moaned, holding up the discarded T-shiirt.

"Mmm." Reece mumbled into Faith's skin. "You'll be the only one screaming my name." Reece's teeth made themselves known.

"Oooohhh..Good to know." The actress groaned. "Baby, I want to be quiet..." Faith whimpered. "I don't know if I can."

Just then the television was heard blaring from the living room. Both women sighed in relief.

Thanks Mrs. A.

Reece slid her hand between Faith's legs. "Did I tell you how cute you look in my clothes?" she whispered between licks.

"Oh.." Faith wasn't in the mood for chit chat and pushed Reece's face into her breast with both hands.

Reece moved her fingers slightly.

"This is going to be so fast, baby..." Faith panted "...All you have to do is look at me right now."

While Reece was thoroughly enjoying what she was doing, suckling on her lover's nipples while touching herself wasn't exactly going to get Faith off. She lifted her head and smirked.

"Trust me?" she asked.

"You know I do." Faith pushed some dark hair off of Reece's face.

Follow me.."

Still facing her lover, the tall woman took that hand from her face and put it inside her underwear, then placed her hand underneath it. She then reached over with her free hand and pushed Faith's sweats down, slipping her hand inside the soft material of her lover's panties.

Faith shuddered with a gasp as she slid her hand under Reece's.

The club owner moved her hand in the way she enjoyed most. "Feel what I'm doing? That's what I do when I want to get off quick."

"Oh yeah? I'll remember that." The actress closed her eyes and concentrated on Reece's hand movements.

"Show me what makes you crazy." The tall woman urged.

Faith moved her hand letting Reece feel the motions. The club owner closed her eyes too, concentrating on the movement of the smaller fingers.

Faith liked feeling the larger hands engulf her own and move beneath hers at the same time. It was indescribable.

"Kiss me, Reece." The actress tilted her head to the side to meet her lover's lips.

Faith wrapped her leg around Reece's and pulled their bodies closer together.

"Mmm baby, I can feel you getting close." She whispered.

"This is so hot..." The tall woman groaned and sucked Faith's tongue into her mouth.

Reece continued to kiss her lover as she came, swallowing Faith's cries, sounds that brought her to her own orgasm.

The two women stayed up in the bedroom for quite a while that evening. Marsha, on the other hand, was quite enjoying Reece's video collection, going home with a few new things to try.

 
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Marsha wiped her hands on the kitchen towel and hurried to answer the front door before the bell woke the girls. She opened the door and stood agape at what was on the stoop.

"Uhm, you must be Faith's mother. I'm Cori, we spoke on the phone. Pleased to meet you." The dancer stuck out her hand but the older woman still stood there immobile.

"Sooo, can I come in?"

Marsha was transfixed on the silver hoop as it moved when the girl spoke. "Oh! Yes! Certainly, come in." Mrs. Ashford sputtered in embarrassment.

She wasn't kidding when she warned me about her friends...

"Are they here?" Cori wondered at the silence of the house.

"Yes, they're still sleeping." The older woman stared as the guest removed her coat.

Cori was all too familiar with the way she was being looked at, and decided to humor Faith's mom.

"OK, let's get this over with, shall we? This," she pulled down the shoulder of her shirt, "Is one of my tattoos, it ends here." she turned around and bent her head, showing the back of her neck. "It took 3 weeks to finish and yes, the damn thing stung. I have 9 piercings, from the neck up. Yes, the tongue ring hurt," Cori stuck out the muscle, "but I still got it pierced again. Call me masochistic, but it reaps the rewards. No, my nose and lip didn't hurt, but I had a hell of a time learning not to drool when I drank."

Marsha looked on, nodding, genuinely interested.

"My hair is currently 'Pillarbox Red'. Yes, my parents know what I look like. I have a job, an apartment...let's see...oh, and I'm a dyke. My girlfriend's parking the car. Wait till you get a load of her." The dancer thought a moment. "I think that about covers it." She headed towards the fridge.

"Well then." Marsha shooed Cori away from the icebox and into a chair. "Would you like bacon? Or are you one of those vegetable lesbians?"

The dancer laughed. "I'd love some, Mrs. Ashford. I couldn't live without meat."