Chapter 5 #4
Alisa’s eyes fluttered shut, her heart racing as she lost herself in the intensity of Tora’s passion. She could feel every brush of Tora’s lips, every flick of her tongue, the heat of her breath mingling with Alisa’s own.
Tora’s hands, still gripping the pendant, but then slowly slid down Alisa’s body.
She straightened and then shrug off the last of her clothes.
The leggings fell away, leaving Tora clad in a black thong that matched the leggings, the scrap of fabric barely covering her.
Tora flashed Alisa a wicked grin, her eyes glinting with lust.
“Is that fair enough?” Tora purred. She began to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down Alisa’s body, her tongue painting a fiery path from the swell of her breasts, over the flat plane of her stomach, down to the quivering flesh of her inner thighs.
Alisa’s breath hitched, her chest heaving as Tora’s mouth worked its way lower. She watched, transfixed and trembling, as Tora settled between her legs, her hands gently pushing Alisa’s thighs apart. Alisa’s heart pounded in her ears, louder even than the distant thrum of the party downstairs.
“Tora…” Alisa breathed out, her voice a needy whisper.
She knew she should feel shy, exposed, vulnerable like this.
But all she could feel was a deep, aching need, a desperate hunger for Tora’s touch, for her kiss, for everything she could give her.
Alisa’s fingers tangled in Tora’s hair, urging her on, silently begging her to take her.
Tora’s voice was a husky whisper, barely audible over the pounding of Alisa’s heart. “Damn… you’re absolutely drenched,” she murmured, her hot breath ghosting over Alisa’s pussy. Alisa’s face flushed an even deeper shade of red at the intimate observation, a needy whimper escaping her lips.
Whimper? Oh my god, I was so fucked…
Tora winked at Alisa, her eyes glinting with wicked promise.
Before Alisa could respond, Tora’s tongue was on her, hot and insistent, circling her aching clit with a skill that stole the breath from Alisa’s lungs.
Tora’s hands gripped Alisa’s thighs, spreading them wider, opening her fully to Tora’s hungry mouth.
Alisa’s gasp echoed through the room, the sound of her pleasure drowning out the muffled beats of the party below. Tora let out a low, approving laugh, the vibrations of which Alisa could feel deep in her core. “I love it,” Tora purred, her breath hot against Alisa’s slick folds.
Alisa’s hips bucked into the sensation, her body instinctively seeking more of that incredible feeling.
Tora’s tongue was unlike anything Alisa had ever experienced, it felt like a live wire against her sensitive flesh, sending electric jolts of pleasure racing through her body.
Alisa’s fingers tangled in Tora’s hair, gripping tight as the intensity grew, her body tensing and trembling.
It was as if Tora’s tongue was a force of nature, an alien entity that had taken on a life of its own.
It danced over Alisa’s clit, teasing and stroking, coaxing out a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.
Alisa felt like she was floating, like her body had dissolved into a million atoms, each one singing with ecstasy as it merged with the cosmos.
She could feel the coil of her orgasm tightening in her lower belly, the heat of it threatening to consume her whole.
“Tora!” Alisa cried out, her voice breaking on a moan.
The world fell away, narrowing to the hot, wet slide of Tora’s tongue and the pulsing ache of her own desire.
Alisa knew she would never be the same, would never look at her body the same way again after this.
Tora’s touch had awakened something primal and hungry inside her…
Tora savored the taste of Alisa’s essence, the salty-sweet flavor exploding on her tongue as she explored every inch of her rival’s most intimate place. Tora had never felt more alive, more empowered, than she did in this moment, with Alisa trembling beneath her touch.
With a low, approving murmur, Tora began to press her tongue against the entrance of Alisa’s dripping cunt. Tora was gentle, teasing, letting Alisa adjust to the new sensation of a tongue delving deep inside her.
Alisa was a virgin to this, had never been touched like this before.
But she trusted Tora implicitly, her body yielding to the careful pressure of her rival’s mouth.
Tora could feel Alisa’s walls fluttering around her tongue, could taste her growing arousal as she pushed her tongue deeper, curling it to stroke that sensitive spot high up inside.
Tora wrapped her arms around Alisa’s trembling thighs, lifting her hips slightly to gain better access. Her middle finger found Alisa’s clit, rubbing slow circles around the swollen nub. Tora set a rhythm, her finger circling Alisa’s clit in time with the deep, sensual thrusts of her tongue.
Alisa’s moans grew louder, as Tora stoked the fires of her desire. The pressure built, the tension coiling tight in her core, until finally, Alisa shattered. Her body convulsed, back arching off the bed as a scream tore from her throat.
Tora could feel Alisa’s walls clamping down around her tongue, could taste the gush of her release as she rode out the waves of her climax.
Alisa’s pleasure was intoxicating. Tora held Alisa close, murmuring words of praise and adoration against her slick flesh, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from her rival’s quivering body.
Tora captured Alisa’s lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her soft moans as she continued to lave her fingers over Alisa’s sensitive flesh. She deepened the kiss, her tongue plundering Alisa’s mouth, the kiss turning filthy and desperate as Alisa rode out the aftershocks of her intense orgasm.
Tora could feel Alisa’s clit throbbing against her fingers, pulsing with a need that matched her own.
She rubbed her thumb in slow, firm circles over the swollen nub, teasing out every last spark of pleasure, determined to push Alisa to new heights of ecstasy.
Alisa’s moans vibrated against Tora’s lips, spurring her on, urging her to possess every inch of Alisa’s body.
Tora finally broke the kiss, her lips trailing hot and open-mouthed over Alisa’s jaw and down her throat.
She could feel Alisa’s pulse jumping beneath her lips, could taste the salt of her sweat, the sweetness of her skin.
Tora’s body ached, her cunt dripping with a need that demanded to be satisfied.
With a low, almost feral growl, Tora straddled Alisa’s hips, the heat of her core pressing against Alisa’s own.
She began to move, rolling her hips in a slow, sensual grind, the friction of their bodies building a delicious pressure.
Alisa could feel the wetness of Tora’s panties, the damp fabric a barrier that only heightened the pleasure.
Tora’s hands slid up Alisa’s body, cupping the soft weight of her breasts, squeezing and kneading the tender flesh.
She could feel Alisa’s heart pounding beneath her palms, could see the flush of arousal painting her skin a pretty pink.
Tora dipped her head, catching a nipple between her teeth, biting down just hard enough to make Alisa gasp.
That gasp turned to a moan as Tora’s clit pressed against Alisa’s own, separated only by the scrap of drenched fabric. The sensation sent a jolt of electricity through Alisa’s body, her back arching off the bed as a fresh wave of goosebumps covered her.
Alisa arched her hips up, desperate to feel Tora’s heat, to fuse their bodies together.
She spread her legs as wide as they could go, welcoming Tora into the cradle of her thighs.
Tora shifted, she couldn’t help but take off her panties, and then changing the angle of her hips, and suddenly, their clits met in a shock of electric pleasure.
Alisa cried out, a loud moan escaping her lips as she felt Tora’s slick flesh pressing against her own.
Tora groaned, the sound low and guttural, as she felt Alisa’s heat, her wetness, the hard little nub of her clit rubbing against her own. They began to move together, hips undulating in a frantic, desperate rhythm.
Alisa could feel the pressure building again, the coil of her orgasm winding tighter and tighter.
Tora’s breath came in short, sharp pants, her body trembling as she ground her hips against Alisa’s.
And then, with a mutual cry of ecstasy, they came undone.
Alisa’s body convulsed beneath Tora, pleasure crashing over her in waves so intense she thought she might black out from it.
But Tora didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. She rode out her climax, the aftershocks of her pleasure spurring her on. Her hips moved faster, the force of her thrusts shaking Alisa’s body, wringing out every last drop of her rival’s pleasure.
Finally, Tora collapsed beside her, their bodies slick with sweat, their chests heaving as they fought to catch their breath. Tora’s fingers traced random patterns on Alisa’s skin, her touch gentle, as she mapped the curves and valleys of Alisa’s body.
She pressed a soft kiss to Alisa’s shoulder, then another, trailing up to her neck, her jaw, her lips. “Thank you,” Tora murmured, her voice almost a whisper.
“Thank you, too.. that was…”
“Cool?”
“Yeah… Thanks for the first time.”
“The first time?” Tora bounced a little on the bed, propping her head on her elbow.
“Yeah.” Alisa started to get up, her eyes searching for clothes in the semi-darkness, but Tora grabbed her wrist, “Where the hell are you going?”
“Well… I’m leaving?”
“Why? It’s night out there.”
“Uh… well…”
“Stay the night, what are you doing?” Tora frowned, but forcibly pulled Alisa to her, hugging her.
“It’s okay.”
Alisa tensed up a little.
“Did I do something wrong?” Tora asked anxiously, but Alisa just shook her head, “No, I just… I don’t know what came over me. Let’s go to sleep.”
“Come on.”