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cupped Nat’s breast and she squeezed the small mound of
excited flesh as Nat’s body began to writhe underneath
her.
     
    Marissa was enraptured by the
sensations of making love to Nat and she knew this time she would
taste her lover. Her mouth blazed a trail of desire down Nat’s body
and when her tongue reached the inside of Nat’s thigh, she caught
the scent of desire and her need to taste her grew unbearable.
Marissa used her fingertips to part Nat’s soaked lips and closely
examined the soft folds of exposed flesh as she looked upon a woman
for the first time. The tender touches of her fingers were driving
Nat’s body wild and the small bud normally hidden between the soft
folds had grown erect with blood and Marissa stroked the top of it
with her tongue. Nat’s hands grabbed the bed linens as Marissa’s
warm breath teased her body and her tongue lavished attention on
her body.
     
    Marissa moaned at the alluring taste of
Nat’s desire and her body hungered for more. Her tongue stroked the
damp edges of Nat’s entrance making her tremble with delight and
then her tongue probed deeper, entering the well of Nat’s wetness.
She buried her face between Nat’s thighs as she feasted on her
lover and violent convulsions ripped through Nat’s body as she felt
the most unbelievable sensations of her life. She gasped for breath
as Marissa continued to drink greedily from her body. Nat’s body
erupted again and she coated Marissa’s face with her
juices.
     
    Nat pulled Marissa back up her body and
tasted herself for the first time when their mouths locked again in
a fevered kissed. She rolled their bodies on the bed until she
rested on top of Marissa’s body and she could feel the heat and the
wetness as she pressed her body between Marissa’s thighs. She was
eager for Marissa to experience the overwhelming pleasure she had
just felt and as slowly as she could she kissed her way down her
body.
     
    When Nat’s mouth hovered above
Marissa’s mound, she groaned with anticipation of what was to come.
She spread her thighs wide and invited Nat to take her. Nat spread
her soaked lips with trembling fingers as she gazed at the
beautiful flower that opened up to welcome her. She bent her head
forward and traced the outer ridges and moaned loudly when the
sweet taste of Marissa exploded in her mouth. Her tongue explored
every inch of Marissa’s outer folds and when she slid her tongue
inside her wetness, Nat felt the silky lining inside Marissa and
her mouth pressed deeper as her teeth grazed the swollen bud that
was throbbing with pleasure. Marissa’s body erupted, soaking Nat’s
face as she ground her hips onto Nat’s waiting mouth. Nat’s tongue
continued to explore the depths of Marissa as her thumb brushed
over the swollen bud and Marissa’s body continued to writhe in
ecstasy, gasping for breath as Nat brought her to peak after peak
of pleasure. Marissa finally reached down and placed her hands on
either side of Nat’s head and lifted her mouth from her sated
body.
    Nat lay beside Marissa, the grin on her
face making her dark eyes shimmer as she looked at her
lover.
    “ That was incredible,” Nat
said as her fingers slid up Marissa’s body raising goose flesh in
their wake.
     
    Marissa shivered from the softness of
her touch. “That was the most passionate I have ever felt,” she
admitted. “There is something about you that draws me to you and I
want to touch and kiss you all the time,” Marissa said with a deep
blush.
     
    “ Well I don’t mind if you
do,” Nat said feeling suddenly very giddy and mischievous as her
fingertips drew small circles around Marissa’s left nipple as she
licked her lips.
     
    Marissa’s breathing quickened as
watched her and her heart was racing in her chest as she observed
as Nat’s eyes devoured her body. Nat looked up into Marissa’s blue
eyes and smiled as her hand crept down her body and her fingers
slowly entered Marissa’s body. Marissa bit her lip to

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