CHAPTER 26 #2

Elisa had no idea how she had gotten this lucky.

She’d been craving someone like Myra her entire life, not giving herself the chance to find her.

She really thought she would be a divorced, single woman for the rest of her life or, at least, for a very long time, but she’d managed to move right next to a perfect woman for her.

They stayed like that for a while, with Myra kissing Elisa’s lips before she kissed her neck again and lowered her lips to Elisa’s breasts.

After bathing them in attention for several minutes, Myra lowered her mouth still and hovered over Elisa’s center.

“I thought we were–”

“We are. I just want to get you close before we do.”

“Oh,” Elisa said. “I think I’m already pretty close.”

Myra licked her and said, “Then, let me get close.”

Elisa watched as Myra’s hand disappeared between her own legs and said, “Oh, God.”

She watched as Myra’s hips pressed into the bed and the muscles in her forearm clenched.

Myra was touching herself, and she was licking Elisa at the same time.

Elisa had to close her eyes because if she kept watching, she would come.

Myra moaned and grunted a few times, so Elisa worried she’d just come, but then, Myra sucked on her clit, and Elisa didn’t have any worries at all anymore.

“I’ll come,” she said.

Myra stopped and shifted into a kneeling position, and Elisa just stared at her body.

Myra then pushed Elisa’s legs apart and moved into position.

One of her legs went under Elisa’s, and the other was on top of her.

Elisa had only seen this in porn, but she was pretty sure she just had to lie there, and Myra would do most of the work.

“Spread yourself for me,” Myra said.

Elisa reached down with both hands and spread her lips.

“Fuck,” Myra added, looking at her. “You’re so hot.”

Elisa smiled and tried to hold back her blush.

“Will you just… touch yourself for a second for me?” Myra asked. “Please.”

Elisa hadn’t ever touched herself in front of anyone.

“What do you–”

“Stroke it,” Myra interrupted. “Just for a second. I want to watch you.”

Elisa moved her index finger over her clit and dragged up the length of it.

“Oh,” Myra said as she watched, enraptured. “Again?”

Elisa wondered at the power she was wielding right now and did as requested.

“Again,” Myra repeated as her hand moved to cover Elisa’s sex.

Then, Myra’s eyes closed as she must have felt Elisa’s finger drag over her clit.

“You’re going to make me come,” Myra told her.

“You’re not even touching anything,” she noted in awe.

“Don’t have to.”

Myra opened her eyes before she cupped her gently, and when Elisa removed her own hand, Myra rubbed her sex with her palm, pressing into her and curling her finger a little into the coarse hairs.

“Are you claiming me or something?” she teased.

Myra’s eyes were dark as she stared up at Elisa and continued to massage Elisa’s sex.

“Can I be the only one who gets to touch you like this?” Myra asked.

“Yes,” Elisa replied.

“And you can be the only one who touches me like this.”

“I haven’t touched you like this yet.”

“You will,” Myra replied as she let go.

Elisa missed the connection instantly until Myra shifted forward and pressed them together in the most intimate of ways. They were spread against one another now, and Myra’s hips were moving, rolling them into one another.

“Oh, that’s good,” Myra said.

“Yes,” Elisa agreed.

This new angle definitely felt different.

There was less pressure being applied, so Elisa could see that it might mean she wouldn’t come since her clit had always loved pressure, but just doing this with Myra and feeling their wetness and heat between them was enough.

She didn’t need another orgasm right now; she needed this.

That all changed, though, when Myra grasped her own breast with her hand and began squeezing it, forcing the nipple between her fingers.

Elisa watched as the nipple disappeared again beneath Myra’s hand and then reemerged through the fingers.

She wanted to lick it, to suck on it until Myra came.

She wanted to nibble on it until Myra begged her to stop because it was too sore. She wanted–

“Fuck!” she yelled.

Her own hands went to her breasts, and she did what Myra was doing to herself, wanting to know how good it felt, and as she came, she twisted her own nipples.

“Oh, yes,” Myra encouraged, speeding up her hips. “So fucking sexy. Don’t stop doing that. I’ll kiss them better, baby. Make yourself feel good.”

Elisa’s hips moved in time with Myra’s as she twisted her nipples so hard, she worried they’d be sore for days. She came hard and felt a rush of wetness come out of her.

“Shit! Yes,” Myra let out, rocking into her even harder now. “God, yes.”

Elisa hadn’t ever felt what was happening to her right now, but it wasn’t just a gush of wetness; there was something else going on down there.

“Yes, like that,” Myra said, her rocking slowing a little.

Elisa’s body released again and again, but it was still the same orgasm.

When she finally came down, she felt the still-hot wetness under her body and watched as Myra pulled away from her.

Suddenly, Myra was back on top of her and kissing Elisa.

Then, Elisa was being rolled over, and she was on top of Myra.

“What just happened?” she asked herself more than Myra.

“You just squirted all over me, and it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. I need you inside me now. Please, baby. Please go inside. I need to feel you.”

Elisa’s eyes widened.

“Did you just say I squirted?”

Myra nodded and replied, “Yes. And I want you to do that again, too, but can you–”

Elisa looked down between them and remembered what Myra had asked her.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said .

“I’ll talk you through it, but I’m so ready,” Myra said.

Elisa licked her lips and kissed her as she reached down between them and found Myra’s center soaking wet.

She wondered how much of that was Myra and how much was her as she lowered her fingers and found Myra’s entrance.

Myra nodded up at her, encouraging her to continue, and Elisa slipped one finger inside.

“More,” Myra said.

Elisa pulled out and pushed back in with two fingers.

“More,” Myra repeated.

“Oh, God,” Elisa let out.

She pulled out and pushed into the tight space with three fingers, stretching Myra around her and loving every single second of making her come beneath her.

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