All Girl

All Girl by Emily Cantore

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Authors: Emily Cantore
Tags: Fiction, Erótica, Lesbian
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holding as we kissed, smacking our lips together hungrily. Her fingers started to pry their way between my ass cheeks, parting them as she slipped her hand underneath, between the backs of my thighs. The pressure of her fingers tugging on the back of my thong was making it press against my clitoris, and as it grew firmer I could feel my labia becoming wetter and wetter. Her hand slid underneath my dress, clasping the flesh of my thighs in her fingers as she moved up to my ass. She pronged the elastic of my thong against my skin, working away feverishly under my dress as we continued to kiss. Finally, she managed to grip the thong and pull it down to my knees, allowing it to drop to my ankles as I kicked it away. With my underwear removed, she was free to run her hands up the front of my thighs, lifting my dress with her wrist to place her fingers over my pussy. She pulled her mouth away and smiled when she felt how wet I was, and proceeded to glide her slippery fingers around my clitoral hood as I gently bit my bottom lip.
    My breathing wavered as she played with my pussy, sliding her middle finger around my vulva while I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. I almost toppled backwards; I was so engrossed by her fiddling fingers, and was only saved by her quick reflexes. My nipples were poking out like bullets as she pleasured me, and my soft thrusting told her everything she needed to know. She backed up onto the bed and pulled my arm, dragging me on board. We knelt facing each other and pressed our bodies together, squeezing her enormous breasts up against my small, but perky mounds. Her hands quickly located the zip running down the back of my dress, and slowly peeled it towards the base. The straps on my shoulders loosened as the material fell away from my body, exposing my boobs and firm nipples. She leaned down and cupped each breast in her hands, and rolled her tongue around my teats. The slightly rough texture of her taste buds felt like heaven as they brushed over my sensitive areolas, making me even wetter. I reached behind her back and slid her zip down to the top of her ass, as far as it would go.
    She leaned back and unhooked the straps of her dress from her arms, shedding the material as it fell away from her curvy body. She tossed the dress on the floor and then reached around behind her back to unhook her bra. I lurched forward, offering to do it for her, and she gladly obliged. I unhooked the clasps and released the cups, and she held them up for a moment, teasing me as I watched with eager anticipation to see her bare breasts. I had seen plenty of tits in my time, but none that I had wanted to suck on and feel as much as hers. She dropped the bra to the bed, revealing her perfect nipples in the centre of her perfectly round, firm bosoms. I leaned over and gripped her left nipple between my teeth, and then started to gently nibble at it before wrapping my lips around and sucking on it lustfully. My saliva dripped down her breasts as I alternated between them, sucking her nipples and playing with the large, fleshy mounds in my hands.
    She fell backwards on to the bed and curled her finger up, calling me to her. I crawled up and hovered over her body to kiss her once again, surprising myself with how confident I had become. We kissed a little while longer, until I had plucked up enough courage to move further down. I started to kiss around her neck, and then her breasts, making my way down to her crotch whilst pecking at every inch of her body. I gripped the sides of her lacy French panties and peeled them down her legs, leaving them dangling from one ankle as I impatiently returned to kiss her. She had a thin strip of pubic hair just above her pussy, and as I kissed it, I started to part her labia with my thumbs. I stretched out my tongue and nudged it around her clitoris, causing her to sigh deeply as I circled it around the tiny pink bean inside. Her vulva was as dripping wet as mine, and I easily coated my fingers

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