by Alina Sawyer
The kiss became more demanding as their bodies began to press against one another. Removing her lips from her mouth Bridget began placing soft kisses along her jaw and down her slender neck. Sharon's breathing became louder as Bridget slipped the ruffled straps down her shoulders, exposing her breast. She had beautiful firm breasts with tiny pink nipples. Guiding her hand she began massaging the firm breast atop the sheer material. Sharon's back raised slightly as she rolled her taut nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She continued caressing her breast softly, her nipple growing more erect under her touch. Bridget dipped her head to the exposed breast closing her mouth over smooth skin.
Sharon's gasp of breath whispered through the room. Flicking her tongue over the pink tip she felt it harden further. Suckling the tiny nipple inside of her mouth Bridget could feel her sweet cream dripping onto her panties. Sharon's skin tasted wonderfully sweet against her tongue. Removing her mouth from the glistening tip she placed gentle kisses across her lover's breasts. Sharon's skin was soft against her mouth as she moved over her shoulders and back up along her slender neck. Opening her lips Bridget ran her tongue across her beating pulse savoring the taste.
Bridget suddenly felt something smooth glide along the inside of her legs. Sharon's knee was sliding against her thigh and across the top of her black panties. The sensation sent warm liquid dripping from her sex soaking the lace. Looking into her eyes Bridget leaned into Sharon's lips once more kissing her with urgency.
Her hands drifted along silk skin searching for her sweet pussy. Reaching further across the inside of Sharon's thigh and towards her sex, she felt the red fabric soaked with cream wetting her fingertips. Bridget began rubbing her palm over the moist satin and felt Sharon moan against their kiss. Sliding the silk to one side her knuckles brushed along soft lips. Her trembling fingers took to circling the warm liquid over slick folds and pressing lightly against her hardened clit.
Sharon began rocking her hips forward against Bridget's palm. Slipping a single finger deep inside her welcoming heat Sharon's gasp of pleasure filled the air. Stretching her as she pumped slow and steady reaching further inside. Placing her thumb against the swollen nub Bridget pressed gently upon her clit. Sharon lifted her hips pleading her for more. Sliding two fingers inside she steadied the pumping into a quicker rhythm. Slipping from her core she paused for a moment caressing the erect clit with her thumb. Dipping back into her sex Bridget felt the warm liquid flowing onto her fingertips.
Sharon's voice whispered softly. "Oh yes right there... it feels so good deep inside me."
Leaning down and taking Sharon's lips for her own she continued thrusting quicker and further inside. The tips of her fingers touched deep within, massaging that wonderful sweet spot. Breaking their kiss Sharon's cries of pleasure grew louder with every touch of her her hand.
She slowed the pace pumping lightly against the inside of her sex, then slipping back out. With every stroke her fingers brushing against the hard clit. Wanting another taste, Bridget took a tiny nipple into her mouth. She nibbled the tip gently with her teeth, then soothing the bite with her tongue. Her hips began rocking quicker as Bridget applied more pressure, slipping back inside her slick pussy.
"Oh it's cumming... I'm cumming." Her lover cried out.
She felt Sharon's climax as her sex pressed firmly against the wide of her palm, her fingers reaching deep inside. Her thrusts coming harder and faster as the height of her release took hold. Her cunt began to grip and contract around Bridget, coating her fingers with warm liquid. Sliding her fingers from inside her lover's essence she softly brushed the cream over her slick folds. Sharon's skin was flush as her breathing slowed to a steady whisper.
Moving her hand gently from Sharon's sex she brought the sweet cream to her lips. Closing her mouth over the tip Bridget savored the sweet honey against her tongue. She felt Sharon's hand taking her by the wrist. Popping the digit from her mouth Sharon ran the tip of Bridget's finger across her bottom lip. She then took it into her mouth and began sucking. Bridget closed her eyes as her lover began tickling her skin.
Bridget could feel the tip of Sharon's tongue swirling around her finger. Opening her eyes she looked upon Sharon's mouth to watch as she licked sensuously. "That feels amazing. Please don't stop." She whispered in a trembling voice.
Gently removing Bridget's finger from between her lips Sharon guided her hand to the apex of her thighs. "I'm going to stop... but only so I may taste you here."
Bridget felt the palm of her own hand slide down the length of her sex. She felt the rush of liquid pooling to her swollen cunt. Removing her own hand she felt Sharon touching her slit through the thin lace between her legs. The sensation making her hips move slowly against Sharon's palm. Lowering herself to the mattress she sighed as her heated shoulders touched the cool sheets. Her thighs began trembling with anticipation.
Lying on her back she felt Sharon's fingers slipping her lace panties to the side of her pussy. Suddenly a warm hand upon her knee pressed gently, opening her thighs further. She could feel her honey dripping from her folds, coating her rose bud. Closing her eyes she tried to relax as she felt the tip of Sharon's fingers sliding up the length of her sex. She had the softest touch against her smooth skin.
Sharon's fingers moved ever so slowly across her folds. The sensation making her clit throb and her sweet liquid flow. Without warning Bridget felt slender fingers breaking the entrance to her sex. She lifted her hips reaching for more penetration. Sharon slipped her fingers in softly then back out pumping gently. She was very close to release needing only a little more pressure. Bridget took to rocking her hips quicker as Sharon's fingers dipped further inside.
Bridget's climax came upon her quickly with intense release. She cried her moans of pleasure as Sharon continued thrusting her fingers deeper, her muscles contracting and pulsing. Her breathing slowed as her release subsided. Her skin felt hot under the satin and lace binding her breasts against her beating heart. She opened her eyes seeing Sharon's beautiful face above her.
Lifting her head from the mattress she placed her soft lips to her lovers. They kissed passionately with their lips massaging, their tongues tasting. Breaking the kiss Bridget lowered her head back against the sheets. "That felt amazing. I came so quickly but I could not hold off a moment longer."
"I loved feeling your release gripping me." Sharon brought her fingers to her lips closing her mouth over the length, tasting Bridget's cream. "Mm... your sweet honey coating my fingertips."
Abruptly she felt warm lips pressed flush against her mouth. Bridget tasted her own arousal as their tongues massaged in rhythm. Guiding her hand between their bodies she brushed the tip of Sharon's breast. Her nipple was soft against her palm as she caressed softly. Lightly pinching the tip between her thumb and forefinger Sharon cried against her her lips.
Breaking the kiss Sharon's lips traveled down her neck, stopping at the base of her throat. "Baby you taste so delicious."
Bridget felt the bindings between her breasts being pulled apart. Her nipples where erect and rubbing against the fabric. Sharon's fingers brushed the swell of her breasts as she unlaced the ribbons holding the satin in place. She felt the cool air brushing across her heated skin. Sharon's warm mouth closed over the top of her large breast. She began suckling her lips around the taut nipple. Bridget could feel her tongue flicking across the tip. The moment her teeth scraped lightly over the pebble, her back arched in response. Sharon soothed the sting with a warm wet kiss against her breast.
Her breathing became faster as Sharon moved her lips over her body. Lifting her hands Bridget ran the tips of her fingers over the top of her lover's head and through the silken curls tickling her skin. Stopping above her panties Sharon lowered her head between her thighs and placed her mouth against her sex. Bridget felt her warm breath against her lace covered folds. Lifting from the bed, Sharon peeled the tiny black lace over her hips and down her thighs. Dropping the lace onto the sheets Sharon placed a single pi
llow underneath the small of Bridget's back.
Bridget began kneading her heavy breasts and tugging slightly on her nipples. She could feel her clit aching for a hint of pressure. Sharon ran her palm from her ankle, up her calve, and pausing mid thigh. She then pressed her mouth tenderly on the side of Bridget's knee. With her slender fingers Sharon unfastened the garters holding her nylons in place. Peeling the stockings from her legs she smoothed her hand the length of her thigh. Stopping to the side of her pussy she ran a fingertip slowly over her lips. Bridget moaned with pleasure from the soft caress.
Bridget sensed her legs spreading further of their own accord. They trembled as she lowered them atop the cool sheets. Sharon's hair feathered across her thighs as she positioned herself above Bridget's sex. She closed her eyes as her tongue ran the length of her folds. Her pulse began to race, her hands shaking. Sharon's tongue continued licking up and down her pussy.
Bridget gasped as she felt her lips closing around her clit. Her warm mouth captured the erect nub, flicking her tongue across the tip. Breaking the suction she kissed her way further down Bridget's glistening slit. She massaged her folds with her mouth, slipping her tongue just inside her pussy.
Bridget lifted her hips from the sensation, pleading her lover for more. Her tongue moved in and out of her slit. She probed deeply, following with long licks over her folds. Sharon's mouth traveled upwards flicking her tongue over her clit. Bridget then felt something slender penetrate her aching cunt. Looking between her spread legs she saw Sharon's tongue lapping her erect tip as her fingers slipped inside. Sharon started pumping slow and steady as she continued savoring her clit.
Bridget could feel her climax drawing near from the intense sensations running through her body. Closing her eyes she listened to the suckling sounds humming across her sex. She heard her cries of pleasure echoing through the air with every lick. Grabbing her breasts she massaged the weight in her palm, taking her nipples and tugging softly.
Slipping from her pussy Sharon took the tip of her finger and began caressing her rose bud. Bridget gasp as she slowly massaged warm cream over the sensitive flesh. Her heart was beating faster as she braced herself for her orgasm. Sharon closed her mouth over her throbbing clit and sucked. Biting her lower lip Bridget felt the beginning of her release take hold. She continued licking her pulsing clit between her lips while massaging Bridget's tight pussy. She cried out from pleasure as she came with intense force. Her sweet cream flowed onto her her lover's lips.
Bridget steadied her breathing as her orgasm began to subside. Her skin was flush and her body completely sated. She felt the mattress dip as Sharon lowered her body next to her.
Running her fingertips slowly over her tummy, Sharon placed a soft kiss on her shoulder. "You are incredible."
Opening her eyes Bridget sighed softly. "I was just about to say that to you once I caught my breath."
Sharon leaned over brushing her soft lips against her mouth. They kissed softly, their hands touching gently. Bridget tasted her honey once more against her tongue.
Breaking the kiss Sharon ran her palm over the swell of her breast. "I think a warm bubble bath is just what we need."
Bridget's nipple's harden as her hand moved softly over her breast. "Oh that sounds lovely."
Running her hand down Bridget's thigh she placed a kiss next to her ear. "I have only just begun to show you how lovely."
Bridget closed her eyes once more as she felt warm kisses scattered against her smooth skin.
The End.
Aphrodite
Aphrodite, the lovely goddess of love, was watching from the Olympus. Zeus married her to Hephaistos, the ugliest of gods, who would never have gotten Aphrodite, the most beautiful woman the gods had ever seen and would see, without Zeus' actions. So to satisfy her needs every now and then she looked for a beautiful young man who could satisfy the goddess of love like she deserves and what she would never get from her husband, Hephaistos.
One day it was Eros, her son, who came to her with some good news. A beautiful young man named Henry Mackenzie was found. He was one of the few who had still interest in the Greek gods, which many people had forgotten and didn't care about. 2500 years ago they would have been abolished from any civilized city in Greece, because they knew their gods were watching. Aphrodite didn't want to please any non-believing individual, because she knew that even when they were satisfying her, they were enjoying it more than she did. But that was no surprise. She was the goddess of love after all and nobody could satisfy any man better than she did. There were moments she wondered why there wasn't a male counter to her. Why weren't there two gods of love, one male and one female, who could love each other like no other could love them?
Eros told her all about this Henry Mackenzie. He was an 23 year old male from Australia. He was studying Greek and Roman mythology in America. He still believed in them and was especially interested in the goddess of love, Aphrodite, also known as Venus. He wanted to know what the most beautiful woman that existed looked like. The truth was, that Aphrodite could change her looks for every individual. Every man or woman would see a woman that was perfect for them. There was not a single flaw to be found. She would have every single feature her admirer would have wished. This couldn't be compared to what the barbaric men would do. They see a good looking women on some picture and they start admiring them. Every single one of those women has her flaws. It doesn't matter how hard they try, they will never be perfect. Unlike Aphrodite, who will always be perfect, whatever she does. And she never wears clothes, because they would make her look imperfect. Clothes can get dirty, clothes wear down, clothes can be torn apart and that just doesn't fit the deity that she is.
It was time for Henry to receive his rewards and reward his precious goddess of love. Aphrodite travelled unseen to Henry's house with the help of her fellow gods Erebus, the Darkness, and Nyx, the Night. Henry woke up because of Aphrodite's 'brightness', she was glowing faintly. His mouth opened up as to say something but nothing but sounds of irregular breathing came out of it. He was speechless. Aphrodite knew what he wanted to ask and answered:"Yes Henry, this is what the goddess of love looks like." She approached him in his bed. He was lying there in his boxer shorts, it was a hot summer night. His well built torso was exposed for her to see. His well toned muscles were irresistible to any mortal female, but Aphrodite being the only person to deserve him. Eros had kept him away from mortal females on purpose. He kept him a virgin for his dear mother.
Henry finally had the energy to say something and he said:"Why me Aphrodite? Why me? I'm just a scrub from Australia who has never gotten into a relationship with any girl." This wasn't a surprise to Aphrodite, since Eros had told her everything. She walked up to him, but being careful not to touch him yet. "Don't worry Henry, it was all for this. It was to give you nothing but the perfect woman. So tell me Henry, what do I look like? You have been wondering that for a long time haven't you?" Aphrodite whispered in his ear.
Her straight blond hair reached as low as the top of her buttocks. Her blond hair consisted of one smooth golden color, it almost shone like real gold. her perfectly shaped face had an egg-like shape with soft edges. Her eyes were angel-like and were blue and bright. her eyebrows and eyelashes consisted of the same color as her hair did and were perfect. She had a smooth, straight nose and her lips were straight from a guide to draw a portrait. Her upper lip slightly thinner than her lower lip and their natural color and shine resembled an expensive brand and color of lip gloss. Her ears were almost pointy like those of an elf. Her face on its one would be enough to mesmerize any man alive.
She had a slender neck which perfectly linked her head and torso. Her shoulders also had smooth edges and her muscles were perfectly proportioned. Her arms were not too fatty, not too thin, but perfectly in the middle. Her armpits were smoother than any photo model could ever imagine. So smooth that it looked like any other skin on her body. Aphrodite's breasts weren't like any picture Henry had seen. They were p
erfectly round with the nipples just off the middle, a bit towards the sides and downwards. Her nipples were pinkish and were hard, like something cold had just touched them, but looked just as soft as her breasts did. There wasn't any sagging at all. It was like her breasts were immune to gravity. The transition from her breasts to her belly couldn't be any smoother. She had a perfectly flat belly, with her belly button perfectly in the middle. Her abs weren't showing and it looked perfect. Henry didn't like abs showing on girls.
Aphrodite had the smoothest pelvis imaginable. She had no pubic hairs, in fact, she didn't have any hair on her body aside from the hair on her head, her eyebrows and eyelashes. It was like she never had a hair on her to begin with. Her genitals looked untouched, even though the goddess of love has had more males enter her than all the women on earth combined. The only thing visible normally were her outer labia were visible, much like the sign for Aries looks like. Her buttocks were smooth and round. They weren't bouncy like most Latinas have, but just like her shoulders and face, it had smooth edges. Her legs weren't too fat and fit the rest of her body perfectly. Her calves were no different. As a whole, her legs were what every man, even the barbaric ones, wish for. Her feet were no different from the rest of her. She did not have any nail polish on and her nails were slightly pinkish compared to the rest of her feet.
Her skin was tanned a little bronze. It wasn't as tanned as most women are, but this skin color was perfect, no surprise there. As a whole, she was irresistible. Nobody could ever forget her if he even got a glimpse of her. Henry was one of the luckiest men of the century. Over the last couple of centuries the number of male partners Aphrodite had was decreasing. More and more people started to forget about the Greek and Roman gods. What some people forgot is that Venus and Aphrodite are one person. The Romans only gave the gods different names, but the gods themselves were the same. A lot of Romans and Greeks have had the pleasure of enjoying one night with the goddess of love, but after the Roman Empire collapsed the amount of followers decreased by the day. The amount of people being worthy of Aphrodite started decreasing to a point at which it became hard for her to find a man. So sometimes she would have intercourse with other females.
