"An Unexpected Seduction" (closed)

[justmethatswho]

Liz was breathless, from the touching of lips, the dancing, the soft feminine hand touching her, the dancing so close. She had wanted to explore the town, though this had not been her thought at the moment she planned her time, yet at this moment, Summer was taking over her thoughts.

"C'mon!" Summer called out over the music. "Let's get out of here!"

"Uh sure." Liz may have sounded hesitant, yet this time their hands met, sliding perfectly together. Liz squeezed not wanting to let go.

"Great place, huh?" Summer asked. She told a quick story about her first time coming here, finishing with, "I'd never been to a lesbian bar. That's what I'd called it then. We just call it the Girls Club now, capital G, capital C."

"Yes .. it is great ... I would have never expected this. Thanx for bringing me. "This is my first time to a l...." The word stopped on the L and lix finally completed her sentence with words which sounded more acceptable. "A girls club" Liz unwittingly blushed.

"I enjoyed you tonight, Elizabeth,"

Before Liz could respond her lips where silenced by Summers kiss, this one passionate and desiring. There was no way possible in Liz's mind to brush the kiss off and Summer pulling her close, for anything but the desire of the woman. Liz froze, trapped in her thoughts, a conflict of desire and being so wrong.

"I want to be with you. I want to be with you, in my room … to make love to you … to show you … well..."

The kiss stopped, the silence broken by Summer's words. Words Summer had never heard from a woman before, hearing the desire in her voice, the passion. Yet Liz could not put her thoughts into words, she stood silent her eyes closed hoping ... hoping the night would continue.

Liz's mind raced, she had just met Summer, it felt so good, yet so wrong. Like that night in college, that night which Liz often wondered about. She wanted to tell Summer more about her, how she was in these situations, how she was never the aggressor, even when filled with desire, that often her lack of response was affirmation for things to continue, how she liked her lovers to take control, how she liked to be taken.

Liz entered the cab first, as she did, she bent, making certain her ass was on display for Liz, then she seated herself only in the middle of the back seat, knowing that Summer would then be sitting close to her, looking up at Summer, she sat leaning forward her posture intentionly pushing her breast up as if inviting Summer to touch her. Which is what she was doing. As Summer sat she brushed Liz's breasts, Liz bit her lip, unsure how long it was since she was so turned on.

Finally, Summer was seated close to her, this time it was Liz who leaned in for the kiss, soft, quiet, lingering. Without words Liz was confessing what she desired.

 

[LoriDean12345]

Summer had barely gotten the door closed and her ass in the seat before Liz's lips were pressing against her own. She met them eagerly, reaching a hand up to the other woman's face to pull their mouths more meaningfully together. It didn't take but a moment for the kiss to become very erotic.

"Where to?" the cabbie asked simply, waiting.

Summer pulled her face back enough to study Liz's face for a moment. She kissed her once again, quick but with desire.

"If I tell him my hotel," she began, kissing Liz once more before continuing, "are you-- are we going to regret this tomorrow?"

She kissed her once more, softly this time, then whispered, "I want you so badly, but ... I don't want there to be regret."

 

[justmethatswho]

The cabbie asked where to. Liz looked to Summer to answer the question, should she take control and say back to her hotel, she looked into Summer's eyes for the answer.

"If I tell him my hotel," she began, kissing Liz once more before continuing, "are you-- are we going to regret this tomorrow?"

The question caught Liz a bit off guard, forcing her to answer a question she would rather defer on. Would she regret it .. allowing Summer to have her ... to teach her? Would she regret the adulteress action of cheating on her loving husband? Liz knew the answer to each question, though she was not about to confess. Liz knew there would be guilt when the lovers seperated, that the reality of what she had done would sink in, her mind reminding her of what she had done. The skit played out in her head as if the good angel was on one shoulder the bad on the other. What Liz knew that Summer did not is which angel usually won the debate.

Turning to the cabbie who was gawking at the potential lovers and appearing content to watch as his meter ran Liz spoke up, telling him to return to her hotel.

She then leaned into Summer, kissing her forcing her back into her seat. "I want this ... I want you Summer." Liz did not allow summer to respond before covering her lips with her own.

 

[LoriDean12345]

Yet another chill of excitement ran up Summer's spine. As the taxi sped away, she wrapped an arm around Liz's waist and pulled their bodies tightly to one another. They kissed passionately, with Summer -- and maybe Liz? -- ignoring any attention they might be getting from the man behind the wheel. In this town, in this neighborhood, at this time of night ... the cabbie had probably seen a whole lot more than two women making out in the back of his vehicle.

"Fourteen-twenty," the cabbie said as the car came to a stop.

Summer handed him a twenty and told him to keep the balance. She stepped out and helped out Liz in her tight fitting pencil skirt. Ogling the other woman up and down yet again, Summer kissed her again and whispered, "This is going to be a wonderful night. I promise."

They headed inside, close to one another but not too intimately. This was Liz's hotel. Summer couldn't know whether or not there might be people here who knew Liz personally. Summer might have been out of the closet, but Liz wasn't even gay. The former wasn't about to get the latter in trouble with a PDA.

 

[justmethatswho]

Yet another chill of excitement ran up Summer's spine. As the taxi sped away, she wrapped an arm around Liz's waist and pulled their bodies tightly to one another. They kissed passionately, with Summer -- and maybe Liz? -- ignoring any attention they might be getting from the man behind the wheel. In this town, in this neighborhood, at this time of night ... the cabbie had probably seen a whole lot more than two women making out in the back of his vehicle.

"Fourteen-twenty," the cabbie said as the car came to a stop.

Summer handed him a twenty and told him to keep the balance. She stepped out and helped out Liz in her tight fitting pencil skirt. Ogling the other woman up and down yet again, Summer kissed her again and whispered, "This is going to be a wonderful night. I promise."

They headed inside, close to one another but not too intimately. This was Liz's hotel. Summer couldn't know whether or not there might be people here who knew Liz personally. Summer might have been out of the closet, but Liz wasn't even gay. The former wasn't about to get the latter in trouble with a PDA.

The trip in the cab seemed to last only an instant, leaving Liz desiring more. She watched Summer exit, from her bare breasts teasing through her top, her tight ass, her near perfect body. She saw her power, or at least felt it. Her confidence, she had seen this before yet never in another woman.

Looking up as Summer paid the cabbie, Liz had not heard the exchange entranced by Summer. Summer offered a hand to help Liz from the back seat, her hand soft but firm. As she moved her body unwittingly flirting with Summer.

Soon the couple was in the lobby, hands holding one another, each step from Liz echoed in the now near empty lobby, the hotel bar now nearly deserted. She looked quickly and turned away, though she recognized no one, still she was unsure. Trepedition entering her mind, the good angel for a moment was causing her doubt, could she follow through.

At the elevators she stood holding Summer's hand. "Oh ... I guess I should push the button." Liz let go of Summers hand to push the up button. In a near instance the elevator door opened to her right, Liz stepped in looking for back at Summer, "omg" Liz thought seeing Summer step to her. "This was real ... omg." Liz's mind whirred, in emotion desire, curiosity, the excitement.

The door closed behind Summer, as Liz held her hand out backing into the corner. Neither woman pushing the button for the 18th floor. "I have never done this .... with a woman." The couple kissed unaware the elevator was not moving, until Liz reached forward her hand pushing the button, the elevator rising, Liz brought her hand back, landing on Summer's ass, groping her tight and pulling her into her, kissing her deeply.

the elevator stopped, the couple holding each close moving to the hall. Stopping so Liz could find her key, then try to recall her room number "1818 ... at the end of the hall." Liz held the key her hand shaking. The door not unlocking until the third swipe of the key. She stepped in and turned back to Summer. "Summer ... I don't know what to do ... how this works ... but I ... I ... I want this ... please take me."

 

[LoriDean12345]

Summer could see the fear and nervousness in Liz's expression and body language. But at the same time, she could see the excitement and yearning as well. The pair held one another close in the elevator, continuing to his and caress and even grope a bit.

Once finally inside the hotel room, Liz said, "Summer ... I don't know what to do ... how this works ... but I ... I ... I want this ... please take me."

Summer took Liz's key and purse and set them aside, then pulled the other woman up to her. After a short but passionate kiss, she told the other woman, "What you need to do, Liz ... is relax."

She kissed the woman again, laughed, then kissed Liz again. Summer could literally feel the woman trembling in her arms. She told her to step out of her tall heels as she herself stepped from her slightly shorter ones. Barefoot, Summer was just a bit taller than Liz now.

"Relax," Summer whispered as she intertwined her fingers with Liz's and kissed the beauty's neck. She purred, "I'm going to take good care of you. I promise."

Summer backed away slowly toward the bathroom, still holding Liz's hand with tangled fingers. Nearly to the door, Summer said, "We smell like we've been drinking and dancing all night. I want to shower with you."

If Liz did not object, Summer would strip the woman down in the suite's luxurious bathroom while stripping herself. If Liz did not object, Summer would look her up and down and tell her with a hungry expression and tone, "I want to see you naked."

 

[justmethatswho]

Liz was entranced by Summer. Stepping from her heals she now was no longer looking Summer eye to eye, as she was now a couple inches shorter than her son to be over.

Liz willingly followed Summers lead even as she backed into the bathroom, starting she wanted to shower with Liz.

"I have to get undressed ... Like naked? Liz asked blushing.

 

[LoriDean12345]

Summer laughed aloud at Liz's question. She pulled the other woman to her again, holding their bodies tightly together as she kissed her again.

"No, you don't have to get naked," Summer teased. "We can make love fully dressed if you want."

Summer registered Liz's response to her use of the words make love. She kissed her again, softer but still erotically, then asked in almost a whisper, "Can I make love to you?"

As she waited for and listened to Liz's response, Summer let one of her hands caress its way up toward one of the woman's round breasts. If Liz didn't stop her, Summer would begin to gently caress and grope the married woman's perfect body ... before reaching to the zipper at her back to slowly begin pulling it downward.

 

[justmethatswho]

"No, you don't have to get naked," Summer teased. "We can make love fully dressed if you want."

Upon Summer's response, Liz understood the silliness of her question and responded with a soft sacasm of affirmation. "Well clothes on will certainly make things more difficult." Liz let out a soft laugh. "But if you insist ... afterall ... I am ....." Liz stopped herself as Summer asked another question.

"Can I make love to you?"

The question made the moment real ... to make love ... to betray her husband's trust ... to allow another lover to have her body. Liz froze for a moment ... she could stop this. Her kisses were tight, her touch grew softer.

"Summer you do not have to ask permission .... I brought you to my room ... knowing it was for more than girl talk and a drink from the honor bar. I am not one to ask ... I tend to allow things to happen ... I get caught up in things when pushed and willingly lose my control ... this is where I want to be ... what I want to happen at this moment in my life. I want you to take me .... you do not have to ask permission .... take me ... if I want you to stop I will tell you."

Soon Summers hand was upon Liz's breast, then the other touching her side sliding to her ass. Liz's breath was deep and exited, her breasts heaving with each breath. Usually she would close her eyes when kissed, yet Liz wanted to see her lover ... wanted to see the lovely woman kissing her. The tightness of the skirt faded as she heard the zipper tugged, then again. the skirt was loose now, she could feel the air across the upper part of her ass, she shimmied her hips as with Summers nudging the skirt began to fall past her hips, her thighs, then her knees until gathered at her ankles.

As Summers hands drew up, Liz lifted her arms, allowing Summer to lift her arms so that her blouse could be raised over her head, the tight top messing Liz's hair as she did.

A kiss ensued for a moment and Liz confessed. "I like to be undressed by my lover."

Liz now wore only her tight bra and tiny matching thong. Suddenly she feared Summer would see her feminine lingerie, her girly side, was it to girly, to feminine. As Liz moved closer she reached behind her back. unfastening her bra, sliding each strap from her shoulder and then moving back to Summers arms.

"i love the feeling ... the feeling of being naked in a lovers arms ... feeling my body against my clothed lover.

 

[LoriDean12345]

"Summer you do not have to ask permission ....

Summer smiled as Liz went on. She'd been concerned that the speed with which they were moving would scare Liz. She was, after all, seducing a married, heterosexual woman with virtually no history of same sex ... well, sex. Now, however, Summer's confidence that this was going to happen jumped.

"I love the feeling ... the feeling of being naked in a lovers arms ..." Liz told Summer. ".... feeling my body against my clothed lover.

Summer smiled, delighted. She backed a bit and pulled her blouse up over her head. Her nipples hardened even more than they'd already been. With their swollen areola glands, Summer's sensitive nips thrust nearly an inch outward from the curve of her smallish but firm breasts. She pushed her skirt off her hips, letting it drop to the tile.

Summer was now dress in as little as was the other beauty and she moved up against Liz again and kissed her. The embrace lasted the longest time, with hands running up and down the curves of the other's body. Summer backed away to turn on the shower, leaned, and turned on the flow. As Summer reached out, Liz would get her first unobstructed view of the tattoo on Summer's left side...

https://i.imgur.com/FQXpiXJ.jpg?1

It read:

And the day came
when the risk to remain
tight in a bud
was more painful
than the risk it took
to blossom​

When she looked back again, Summer ogled Liz from head to toes. She said with an appreciative and hungry tone, "You're so beautiful. I'm gonna just eat you up."

Summer pushed her own thong off her hips, revealing the smooth-as-a-baby's-butt flesh at the meeting of her thighs. She reached to Liz's own thong, hesitated just long enough to ensure that nothing had changed permission-wise, then lowered not only the scanty pair of panties but her own body as well. Summer ended up on her knees before Liz as the thong reached the tile. She laid her hands softly upon the other woman's legs and caressed them as she looked upwards for a reaction to the previously unknown event taking place between them.

 

[justmethatswho]

The embrace lingered, Liz feeling herself against the clothed body of Summer. Her own nipples now hard. Then Summer pulled back to undress herself. Liz could not stop looking at the sexy woman before her, admiring her thin toned body. Her eyes setting on Summers firm perky breasts, the nipples begging to be sucked, causing Liz to unwittingly lick her lips.

Liz was now froze, the moment was real, it was going to happen and Liz felt like that girl in college wanting to run and hide, bury her desire for this experience, yet unlike then she stood in place almost like a statue.

"You're so beautiful. I'm gonna just eat you up."

A nervous appreciative smile crossed Liz's nervous lips. It had been quite some time since Liz had heard a comment on her looks. "you are beautiful too." Liz responded not certain what Summer had meant with the eat you up comment.

Liz stared as Summer tugged her thong down, revealing her perfect shaved pussy. There was relief knowing shee too was perfectly clean down there. In the trance of the stare, she had not even realized Summer was now nudging Liz's thong down. Feeling her touch Liz simply froze not wanting to move, not wanting the feeling to end, biting her lip as Summer began tugging her tight thong down, her eyes cascading down as Summer pushed Liz's thong slowly to the floor, then urged each foot to step clear.

Liz now stood, completely nude before a woman she barely knew, a woman with experience in ways Liz thought were taboo. It was so wrong, yet Liz knew by know it was certain, Summer would see Liz's erotic arousal as Liz was certain her pussy was glistening in desire.

In an effort to slow things down Liz whispered. "What does it mean ... the tatoo on your side?

 

[LoriDean12345]

Liz's body began to visibly tremble in short, quick bursts. Summer peeked up to the woman's face, wondering whether it was the slight chill of the room combined with being undressed ... or simply being undressed with another woman who had just given her a soft kiss where Mother Nature had once meant there to be a warming, protective mound of hair. Summer kissed Liz's bared vee again, this time with wetter lips. Pulling back a bit to focus, she could see the woman's swollen clit just barely peeking out from between folds that, down lower, were already glistening wet.

Summer hadn't been planning on taking it further before their shower. But seeing Liz's lube just waiting to be lapped up, she began to caress a hand from Liz's buttocks around forward to part her labia for a tasting.

Then Liz whispered, "What does it mean ... the tattoo on your side?"

Summer hesitated a moment. She was eager to taste Liz. But at the same time, she wanted to answer the woman's question. She took the other woman's hands and used them to help her back to her own feet. Then, still holding them, she backed toward the shower, reached to test the water, then stepped inside, urging Liz to follow.

Quickly, they were again firmly against one another, hands roaming, lips pressing, tongues dancing. Summer hesitated the action of her mouth long enough to explain, "I knew I liked other girls when I was still a girl. But ... I kept it secret ... secret to myself ... to myself and my lovers. If was difficult ... with my family, I mean."

Summer pushed the shower head to aim at the wall a moment, then turned it away again. She pressed Liz against the now warmer tile and kissed her while a hand came round the other's body to between the meeting of her upper legs. Summer's fingers found Liz's folds, then her clit -- eager and swollen -- and began gently fondling it. She watched Liz's reaction and smiled with delight.

"I was like a rose, wanting desperately to bloom," she continued, watching Liz closely. "I was in pain. Nature wanted me to be what I was supposed to be. So ... I became just that. I blossomed ... and like a rose that was closed when you ended one day and open when you saw it the next, I did it in a spectacular way. I brought my girlfriend of the day to the prom with me ... a dance at which my teacher-parents were chaperoning."

Summer suddenly began sinking a finger inside Liz, finishing, "There was no turning back at that point."

The entire night, Summer had wondered -- and prepared for -- Liz turning back. She'd been surprised -- happily so -- that the beauty hadn't. And now, Summer was slipping her middle finger slowly into her new friend's pussy as her thumb continued to massage that sensitive nub.

 

[justmethatswho]

Soon finding herself moved back against the tile, Liz feared the coldness, but Liz had already warmed the tiles with the shower, which now moved back and cascaded upon Liz's front side, like a warm erotic rain.

Liz caught what she could in her erotic drunken state as Summer explained the poem Telling her of the girl she brought to prom to put on display for her parents.

"There was no turning back at that point."


As if to emphasize her point Summer, nudged into Liz, her middle finger and thumb moving in perfect unison.

Even though Liz bit her lip she could feel the pleasuable moan escape her lips.

"Did you right that ... it is beautiful.... You never looked back." Liz moaned between pleasurable moments.

Liz shifted her feet apart her thighs in reaction invitingly parting further.

"Tell me Summer ... in your garden .. how many women you were the first to cultivate their bloom?" Liz asked near breathless, at this point there was no turning back, she would not, she could not stop herself. "Will I ever go back?"

 

[LoriDean12345]

The effect of Summer's finger and thumb on her straight lover's pussy and clit was unmistakable. She so enjoyed causing pleasure in others; it was the next best thing to having such pleasure caused within her own self.

"Did you write that ... it is beautiful.... You never looked back." Liz moaned between pleasurable moments.

Summer laughed. "No, not hardly. I got it from a quotations site on the internet. Lassie Benton."

The poet's name was actually Elizabeth Appell, with the other name being her pseudonym. When Summer realized that she'd given the pen name instead, she could have explained herself. But she was having other fun with her mouth at the moment, kissing her way down the front side of Liz's wet body ... neck, collar bone, chest, to a nipple ... while her fingers continued to work feverishly between the beautiful woman's thighs.

"Tell me Summer ... in your garden .. how many women you were the first to cultivate their bloom?"

Summer was to her knees now, kissing and licking at the other woman's belly and button within it. She glanced up to Liz, contemplating. How did she answer that? If she told Liz she was her fifth or tenth or hundredth, Summer feared she would look like some kind of ... well, for lack of a better word or words, straight girl molester.

But before she could, Liz asked, "Will I ever go back?"

Another very good question. She had an answer for that one, though. "If I say there's a chance you won't go back ... is there a chance ... you won't continue?"

As if to emphasize what she'd be missing, Summer ceased the manipulation of Liz's sensitive parts and waited.

 

[justmethatswho]

Liz affirmed the poem was beautiful, though her mind was filled with the pleasure she felt and sought more than the words she heard.

She could have confessed, that never in her life had she felt so turned on, so erotic, so willing at this moment to participate. Liz thought to her own personal love life, how few lovers and brought her to this point, how once there she was a willing participant in the games played. A bitter reminder that her husband was not one of them.

Feeling Summers lips on her breast she moaned softly, her fingers sliding to summers nipples. There was some trepdation in that Summer would notice the piercings in each nipple. Liz loved her breasts fondled, played with, tweaked, the jolt she felt exited her. A past lover had talked her into that moment, that past lover was one of few who saw this side of Liz.

"Tell me Summer ... in your garden .. how many women you were the first to cultivate their bloom?"

Liz awaited the answer, she had not expected only one or two, at least several she expected, maybe more, though the question hung unaswered. Liz was smart enough to understand how sometimes the answer was in the silence. Liz fell deeper into Summer's control.

"If I say there's a chance you won't go back ... is there a chance ... you won't continue?"

Silence was only broke by the spray of the shower. Liz looked as Summer awaited her answer. How could she push Liz so far and stop. Was she toying with Liz?

Liz trembled, not from nerves, not from the spray of the shower, but from erotic anticipation. Liz wanted to feel the touch of Summers fingers upon her sex, to feel her kisses suckling her breasts.

"Please Summer ... don't do that ... don't stop." Liz was unsure if she did something wrong. "I am sorry ... but please do not stop." The words sound close to Liz begging.

 

[LoriDean12345]

Summer smiled, pleased with Liz's response. It wasn't an answer, per se. But it was enough. She turned Liz a bit left, so that her back was to the shower's corner. Glancing to the safety bars on either side, Summer suggested, "Hold tight."

Then, reaching her right arm under Liz's left leg, Summer lifted her lover's knee up over her shoulder and leaned in close ... pressing her mouth firmly upon Liz's pussy. Her tongue began lapping up and down between the warm, soft labia, sometimes finding Liz's clit for a moment before moving back down again.

 

[justmethatswho]

Summer urged Liz into the corner of the shower and then told her to hold tight. Liz for a moment wondered why, then saw Summer begining to ascend down. Soon feeling her right leg lifted. Liz gripped the bars tightly as the felt Summers mouth pushed against her pussy.

"ohhh" Liz moaned loudly the echo in the shower emphasizing her moan. Then Summer's tongue began paring her lips, swirling. "Ohhh gawd." Liz moaned her grip tightening.

Liz gripped tighter as Summer worked her magical tongue, urging Liz's arousal. Then Liz lifted her other leg upon Summer's shoulder, in complete affirmation of what was happening to her.

"Ohhh ... ohgawd . og gawd ... yes .. fuck .. yes." Soon Liz was on the edge like never in her life, lost in the pleasure, the dirtiness, the erotic, her world centered at this moment with her lover. At this moment nothing else mattered. "yessss ... " Liz moaned feeling like such a willing slut, being easily and willingly pushed to the edge. "yess... ohhhhhhhhhh... yesss." she moaned as she pulled Summer deeper into her with her legs.

 

[LoriDean12345]

Summer's mouth became increasingly active upon Liz's pussy at the appreciative sounds. Reaching her hands upward to also grasp the hand rails, Summer pulled Liz's groin full to her face, the back of the woman's thighs resting on her shoulders. She felt Liz's ankle's cross at her upper back as her tongue and lips went wild on warm, wet flesh.

Shifting what she did -- left and right, up and down, hard and soft, fast and slow -- Summer finally found just the right activity to drive Liz crazy. She stuck with that, pushing the crying woman quickly toward orgasm...

 

[justmethatswho]

Liz had never experienced a moment like this, pleasure like this, never before had she felt so good. She was lost in the moment feeling the pleasure, she no longer could stop from screaming in pleasure. "yesss. gawd ... fuck me .... soo good...." the words spoken without thought, she was consumed by the pleasure, not wanting it to fade.

The only thought she had was pulling summers tongue deeper into her, her hand moved slightly and Liz felt herself almost fall and quickly gripped the rail again, depending on Summer to push her to the edge.

"oh fffFFFFFfffUUUKKKKKKKKK." Liz moaned feeling a point, something she could not stop, always before she had controlled herself, but desire was in control. "Ohhhh.... yesssss.... yeSSSS..... YYESSSS....YESSSSSSSSS..... GOD YESSSSSS..... S.... summmm.... ERRR ... oh .... SUMMMMMMERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ..... yEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssSSSSSSSSSSSS." Liz's body experienced euphoria at the tonge of her lover, euphoria she did not know existed, a place no lover had brought her near. Her legs clenched upon her lover holding her mouth upon Liz.

 

[LoriDean12345]

Summer continued to work her lips and tongue upon Liz while listening to her cries as they got louder and more intense. Even when she felt the other woman's body explode in orgasm, Summer continued. She grasped the hand rail tighter, knowing that as the ecstasy continued, Liz would lose control of her ability to keep her own self aloft. Or, maybe not; Liz's legs practically crushed Summer's head as they tightened around her, and Summer could imagine that the woman's hands were probably doing the same to the shower's safety rails.

The woman on her knees continued the lapping of her tongue without pause until she finally sensed that the woman's peak had plateaued and was finally coming down from on high. She lifted her face to look up at Liz, smiling in delight at what she'd done to her. When the still-trembling woman finally glanced down to her, Summer smiled even wider.

"No going back now," she said playfully. She released the grip of one hand on the railing, letting Liz's leg fall and her foot find tile. Wrapping a hand around the woman to help support her, Summer repeated the gesture with the other arm, then stood to press hard into Liz. She kissed her, wondering whether the other woman would taste her own lube. She whispered, "Not sorry, are you?"

 

[justmethatswho]

(OOC: I should of let you know I was on vacation for a bit and am now trying to catch up. )

Liz had never felt what had happened to her. The fulfillment of pleasure, so full, losing control, allowing desire to take over.

"I .. I am so sorry ... that has ... I never had that ... like that ... I mean." Her words were breathlessley confused.

Her word ended as Summer helped her settle down, Liz's knees were week, as she still held on to the rails to steady herself in the corner. She had no choice to accept the kiss from Summer, the kiss swirled, yet tasted so different than the kisses early in the evening. Liz blushed as she realized why the kiss tasted so different.

"Oh .. my." She whispered.

"No going back now," she said playfully. ..... She whispered, "Not sorry, are you?"

"uh ... I understand now ...." Hearing the question of if she was sorry, Liz knew there would be sorrow and guilt in time, though getting into that at this moment would do no good. "Sorry ... at this moment no." Liz leaned forward and kissed Summer moving back she whispered. "What have you done to me Summer?"