| The Leather Jacket Tara didn�t know the brunette�s name yet but she liked her leather jacket and she liked what the woman�s hand was doing down Tara�s pants. The nightclub was hot, smoky and filled to the brim with delicious looking women all over each other. Tara and her new friend weren�t the only ones to be doing little actual dancing on the dance floor. �Uhhh.� Tara wasn�t known for her eloquence but she felt that got her point across. She attacked the brunette�s neck with her lips and mouth, wanting to mark her, wanting to make her moan. She got her wish as she felt more than heard the hot moan in her ear. The woman�s middle finger was pushing into her now. Tara�s pussy was slick with sweat and come and the woman�s finger was sliding against her clit almost too hard, but Tara wanted it harder. The blonde ground her pussy against the hand and continued to suck on the woman�s neck. One of Tara�s hands slid up inside the woman�s T-shirt. She had a firm, flat stomach, her hand explored further up and pressed against her breast. The woman�s nipple was hard against her palm. She wanted more contact, more skin. She wanted no clothes at all. Except the leather jacket, she wanted her to keep the leather jacket on. The brunette pulled Tara�s head back and invaded her mouth with a tongue that was probably illegal in most states. Tara felt herself pushed back against one of the pillars but they didn�t stop kissing, their tongues pushing against each other. The brunette grinned fiercely and started rubbing at Tara�s clit harder and faster. Tara moaned loudly and came hard as she rode the woman�s hand. She felt her body slump but the brunette held her up and started kissing her again. Tara wanted her. The brunette stepped back a little and pulled her hand from Tara�s pants. She brought her middle finger to her lips and sensuously licked it clean. �Mmm, tasty.� �Lots more.� Tara gasped. They pounced on each other again and started attacking each other with their mouths and tongues again. The brunette pulled away and grabbed Tara�s hand, leading her out of the club. The taxi ride was a blur, Tara was sure that the taxi driver got a real show but she didn�t begrudge it to her. She was only paying attention to the brunette�s skin and scent and hair and mouth and breasts and ass and feeling the leather around her muscled arms. They tumbled into her apartment and lay on the floor, necking and grinding into each other before realising the door was still open. Tara kicked it shut as she tried to get the brunette�s pants off. She got them down to the woman�s ankles before realising there were boots in the way. There was no time to waste with that; she spread the woman�s legs. Her pussy was completely shaved and felt soft against Tara�s tongue. Her face was drenched seconds after starting to lick her. The brunette was crying out in pleasure but Tara was completely focused on the sensations as her face was buried between the woman�s legs. She started sucking and nipping at the clit and pushed three fingers into her, the brunette�s hands were clasped against the back of Tara�s head as she shouted repeatedly. In seconds her body went rigid and a final �Yes!� was screamed out hoarsely. She collapsed back onto the floor, shivering with aftershocks and Tara climbed up her body to kiss her wetly. The woman�s come was still coating Tara�s face. Soon they were both naked except for the brunette�s jacket that she had kept on at Tara�s request. Tara was gasping and moaning as she felt the woman�s tongue dip into her pussy. Her tongue brushed against Tara�s clit briefly before darting away to continue licking and exploring the rest of her. The woman was clearly playing. Tara wanted to scream at her to stop playing and fuck her. The woman�s hands moved to grab Tara�s hips and her tongue started to slide up her pussy and across her clit. Tara bucked her hips and came, pounding her fists on the bed with the mind breaking pleasure of it. The brunette laid her head on Tara�s belly, breathing heavily. Tara needed a moment to recover but she only had a moment as the brunette got up and leaned over to open a drawer. She was bent over and Tara couldn�t help but take the opportunity to grab the woman�s firm ass and then slide her fingers into her shaved pussy from behind. Tara fucked her hard with two fingers and in no more than a few seconds the woman was coming again. She looked back at Tara, hungry lust burning in her eyes and pulled a strap on dildo from the drawer. Tara�s eyes went wide and she watched silently as the woman strapped it on and caressed it lovingly. Tara lay back, her legs spread wide. �No, turn over.� The woman�s voice was low and purring with need. Tara turned over; she�d never done this in any way. The woman ran her hands over Tara�s ass and hips, letting the tip of the dildo rest against the blonde�s vulva. Tara whimpered with want. �Tell me what you want.� The brunette was loving the power play. �I want you to fuck me hard.� Tara writhed as the dildo brushed against her. She pushed her ass back but the brunette moved back. �Say it again.� �Please, fuck me.� Tara begged and then the dildo rammed into her. It felt impossibly big inside her and the leather straps hit her ass with a smack. She whimpered with impossible pleasure felt the woman�s grip on her hips tighten as she continued to fuck her hard. Tara orgasmed. And again. And again. She felt her strength leave her and she slumped forward onto the bed, too exhausted to come again. She felt the covers pulled over her and the brunette move to hug her from behind, their bodies curving into spoons. She could still feel that the woman was wearing the leather jacket and dildo, her pussy responded but she was too tired to get very horny. Tara felt sleep drifting over her but had to ask one thing. �What�s your name?� �Cordelia.� Was whispered into her ear. �Nice name.� She mumbled before falling into a very satisfied sleep. Fanfic Home |