Story 15 #3
“We came by your shop earlier,” Sarah went on, “you didn’t see us. You were busy with another customer and we didn’t stay long. But we saw you. I told Ben that I wanted you. He liked the idea. He likes me to have the things that I want. So here we are.”
“Here we are,” Gabby echoed softly.
Sarah smiled, seeing this as the final affirmation that Gabby wanted this just as much as she did.
She took hold of Gabby’s face in both hands and moved in for a kiss once more.
This time, the kiss was more than just a simple brush of the lips. Instead, their lips came together, moved over each other, seemed to find just where they were meant to be, just where their place was with one another, and locked together.
They both had their lips parted and Gabby felt Sarah’s tongue pushing into her mouth.
Her tongue pushed against Sarah’s. Sarah’s lips felt soft and full, the pressure on her own lips firm yet not too firm, somehow insistent as though she was taking just what it was that she wanted.
One of Sarah's hands slid back over Gabby's face, over her cheek, and then her long, slender, fingers ran through her hair. Her other hand moved down, running over one side of Gabby's throat and down to her shoulder.
Gabby felt their tongues pushing together. It was as though they were dueling, battling for dominance, but at the same time, Gabby knew just who really had dominance here. She was Sarah's, completely.
She reached out and took hold of Sarah’s waist. She pulled at her, wanting to bring Sarah in closer to her.
Sarah came and now she was pushing Gabby back. Gabby was backed into a wall. Sarah pushed her up against the wall and came in even closer, her own body pushing against Gabby’s petite figure.
Gabby felt as though this woman could dominate her entirely. She was perfectly willing to let it happen.
Gabby was wearing a simple dress of her own. She knew that she looked good but at the same time she knew that she didn’t look anywhere near as good as Sarah did. Sarah still had one hand on the back of her head but her other hand now moved over the outside of Gabby’s dress, feeling the delicate curves of Gabby’s body.
Gabby felt Sarah rubbing, grinding, up against her.
Sarah’s body felt taut against her. Gabby moved one of her hands around to the front of Sarah’s body. Her hand ran over Sarah’s flat belly. The dress fit her so tightly, so perfectly, that Gabby could feel the slight indentation of her belly button.
She rested her hand there, her fingers spread, feeling the whole of Sarah’s stomach. She could feel the rise and fall of Sarah’s breathing. She found herself thinking about that fantastic ass that she had seen earlier. She thought about those two perfect ass cheeks. Her other hand crept around to take hold of one of them. Even though she had seen it, now she was amazed to feel the way that the ass curved. She felt the softness of it and she had to fight the temptation to just squeeze it straight away. First of all, she wanted to feel it all properly. She ran her hand over it, feeling the perfect angle of it. When she had moved around enough, she settled in one spot and gave it a proper squeeze. There was a softness to it but also she could feel a firmness deep down within it, the muscles within that helped to make it as toned as it was.
She pulled Sarah in closer. She felt Sarah move one of her legs up, running it along Gabby’s body, up and down.
Then she hooked the leg behind Gabby. Their bodies were coming together even closer now, starting to merge into one, but Gabby knew that there was still more to come, that they would soon be even closer. She knew that the next part of this would surely be when they began to take their clothes off. She thought about what Sarah’s body had looked like when she had seen it before and she wanted more of it. She thought about that nipple she had seen - or thought that she had seen - and she wanted more of that.
The hand that she had on the front of Sarah's body moved further up. She felt the way that Sarah's breasts swelled outward.
She moved her hand further up and took hold of one of the breasts. She acted in just the same way as she had done with Sarah’s ass, moving over it to feel its shape. She loved the softness of it. She was gentle with it, massaging it lightly.
She thought that she could feel the nipple through the dress but it wasn't enough for her. She yearned to undress Sarah and be able to feel her body.
One of Sarah’s hands began moving over the front of her body as well. She felt it move further up and take hold of one of her breasts as well. Sarah was more daring, however. She felt Sarah’s hand move further up and then felt the tips of her fingers - those long, delicate fingers of her - dip down into the top of her dress. She felt Sarah’s hand on her breast, skin to skin.
Then Sarah stepped away from her. Sarah took hold of both of her hands and pulled her with her as she walked backward.
This was the first time that Gabby had been aware of the room for a while. She had been completely caught up in what they were doing she had forgotten all about where they were. All that had mattered to her had been Sarah - Sarah's mouth, Sarah's hands, Sarah's body.
Now she looked around again and remembered Ben. She looked right at him. Sarah turned to look at him as well.
For a moment Gabby was shocked to see that he had undone his pants and pushed them down. He had his hard cock in one hand. It looked massive to her. She felt very aroused by it but in a strange way - instead of wanting to go to it, she wanted to know that it was her who was having that effect on him. He was clearly enjoying the show that they were putting on. She wanted to give him even more to enjoy.
Sarah pulled her over to a couch.
They stood in front of it, kissing once again. Sarah clearly had something else planned, though.
Sarah decided to set an example. She pulled the dress over her body. She did it in just the same way that she had pulled the other dress off, stretching her lithe body out, only this time it was even better - this time she was facing Gabby.
Gabby saw her breasts lift up as she pulled the dress up over them and then they dropped back into position. She saw the pale skin and then she saw the nipples properly at last. She saw the delicate little light brown circles. She saw the flat stomach. There was now only one thing that wasn’t revealed to her - the little patch of material at the front of the G-string hiding the one last mystery that she was so desperate to see.
Sarah placed the dress on one arm of the couch and looked at Gabby. Gabby was busy admiring Sarah's body and at first, It took her a moment to work out that Sarah was looking at her expectantly. She wanted to take hold of Sarah right then, feel her body beneath her hands, but at last, she understood what Sarah wanted from her.
She pulled her own dress up over her body. She was wearing a simple black cotton bra and panties. She felt somehow unsexy compared to the incredible sexiness of Sarah's body. The way that Sarah looked at her managed to make her feel sexier, though. She wanted Sarah to see even more of it.
She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. She pulled it off and threw it over to the couch where both of the dresses were now resting.
Sarah looked her up and down.
She took hold of one of Gabby’s hands.
“Come on,” she said, “Let’s go and see what Ben thinks.”
She led Gabby over to the armchair where Ben was sitting.
He stopped jerking himself off so that he could look at both of them, really focus on them, and admire their bodies. Of course, he had seen Sarah's plenty of times, so he gave much of his focus to Gabby's. He seemed to like what he was seeing.
Sarah turned Gabby to face her.
They put their hands on each other. They placed them on each other's waists, feeling soft skin beneath their touch.
They came in close and began to kiss again. Their breasts pushed against each other.
Gabby was caught up in a wild desire.
She broke the kiss and bent her head down to Sarah’s breasts. She raised one of them up to her mouth slightly. She kissed it tentatively and then began to move her mouth further, kissing more and more of her breast. Her hand could feel the nipple and she ran one of her fingers back and forth over it.
Then she moved her mouth there and sucked on the nipple. She felt as though this was a way of paying tribute to just how beautiful she thought those breasts, those nipples, were, as well as sating her own desire.
Sarah seemed to approve. Gabby heard her moaning and one of her hands went to the back of Gabby’s head, stroking her hair.
She felt Sarah’s hand on her breasts now as well. Then she felt the hand slide down her body. She felt the hand push into her panties and then she felt the light touch of Sarah’s delicate fingers on her pussy. She felt the thin tips pushing her pussy lips apart. She felt her body shaking with a heady mixture of pleasure and anticipation.
She had never felt anyone touch her there like that before. Even the most skillful man didn’t seem to have as much expertise as Sarah did. Every single touch of Sarah’s seemed to bring her to ever greater heights of pleasure.
She moved one of her own hands down Sarah's body. She pushed her own fingertips down to Sarah's pussy. She felt the heady heat down there, felt the dampness of Sarah's pussy.
Their bodies writhed together, locked into the pleasure that they were giving to one another with their fingers.
Gabby let Sarah set the pace - she seemed to have an intrinsic understanding of just how they should be doing things here.
Gabby raised her face from Sarah's breast and they looked at one another, wanting to see the pleasure etched in one another's faces.
Sarah began slowly, rubbing at the inside of the lips of Gabby’s pussy.