Playfully they explored one another's organ, the use of which they knew could bring them hours and hours of erotic pleasure.
Jennifer felt the other woman's heat as readily as she felt her own.
She sucked her tongue, steadily increasing the pressure. When Camarin offered no resistance, she maneuvered her tongue just inside of Camarin's mouth. Pausing at the opening, she waited for those hot swollen lips to close around her. Begging entrance, her tongue stiffened and probed.
Panting with excitement, Camarin's mouth dropped open and she gasped for air. Quickly Jennifer laid claim to her unguarded treasure.
Relentlessly, she plunged her tongue deeply inside of Camarin's mouth. Moving with a passion and fury that was fueled by her newly awakened senses, she thrust her stiffened organ in and out of Camarin's mouth.
Camarin closed her hands around Jennifer's firm ass cheeks, lifting her ever so slightly so she could finish removing her panties. When her hands touched the warm skin, she kneaded the muscles, giving a hint of better things to come. As thoroughly as Jennifer had fucked her mouth, Camarin set about fucking Jennifer's ass. Using her strong hands to keep the other woman lifted, she slipped her hand between her cheeks. Her fingers felt the silky hair that trailed along the sides.
Slowly, she followed the path that led to the opening. It was closed so tightly that Camarin suspected she would be the first to enter.
Jennifer gasped. Camarin was right. She'd never let anyone touch her this way, although many had tried. Unlike other lovers, Camarin's hands moved skillfully, responding to Jennifer's needs as well as her fears. She pressed the tip of her finger gently at the opening, preparing her for entry. Jennifer felt the throbbing as her muscles closed then released. Slowly, Camarin pressed inside of her. "Ah,"
she gasped. Her legs were trembling and she was thankful they bore none of her weight.
Camarin felt her excitement with her hands and she tasted it with her tongue. Their breath mingled as they kissed. Camarin's lips were so hot and feverish she could not control her desire. She wanted more and she demanded more, pressing her mouth hard against Jennifer's soft pink lips. She smiled as Jennifer's kisses grew hot and her breathing became labored.
Jennifer cooed and purred, her toes curling and her legs closing around Camarin's hips. Their tongues met and battled, charging forth as they plunged into one another's mouth. Hot and wet, they danced and fenced. Feeding off one another's need, they teased each other with promises of more, much more.
Camarin lost all sense of time as she brought Jennifer into her fold.
This was a conquest she felt certain she'd remember. Her fingers were now thrusting in and out of Jennifer's asshole, fucking her hard and fast, stretching her as she prepared her for the onslaught that would follow. She could feel the heat surrounding Jennifer's clitoris, the steady throbbing around her swollen bud. Their excitement pulsated, from one woman to the other as their treasures sent forth the signals of desire.
The heat between Jennifer's legs was becoming unbearable.
Camarin's knee still pressed to her cunt, she pushed her clit against it and began the rhythmic movement she knew would ultimately lead to climax. Her mind was filled with wild and colorful images as she fantasized her pussy pressed to Camarin's face. She was dripping wet, her body begging to be entered and released from this tortured ecstasy. "Please," she whispered to Camarin. "Take me." At this point, she didn't care how – hands, fingers, dildo, or tongue.
"Anything, Camarin," she pleaded. "Just make love to me."
A slow cadence was building inside Camarin's head. She teased Jennifer mercilessly, wanting her to beg for it, really beg for it. Part of the thrill for Camarin was making a woman beg and clutch, so desperate for that final moment she would make promises and offerings of extravagant proportions. Power and seduction were very dangerous bedfellows.
Jennifer felt Camarin's hands moving down her arms. Their fingers wound together for a moment like two lovers symbolizing their union.
She gasped when Camarin pressed against her palm, bending her hand backward. Knowing they were both very excited, Jennifer thought nothing of it. She grasped the hand that held her and placed it on her thigh. Opening her legs, she invited Camarin inside of her. But the hand that held hers would not let go. "Oh," she whimpered. "Oh, please. Please, Camarin. Make me come."
The response wasn't quite what Jennifer expected. Camarin twisted her arm and jerked it behind her back. Her breath hot and wet, she moved her mouth to Jennifer's ear. "If you want it, it has to be my way," she whispered. Before Jennifer could respond, Camarin kicked the chair away from the desk. What followed was a series of well-practiced and well-orchestrated movements. Camarin spun Jennifer around, then sat down on the edge of the desk.
"Ouch," Jennifer winced. "Camarin, you're hurting me." Her voice sounded distant, as though she was a spectator watching this strange event unfold. Next thing she knew, she was face down on Camarin's lap. A strange excitement permeated the air as Camarin's hand pushed her dress up about her waist. Her ass was totally exposed and she felt Camarin's breath kissing her bare skin.
The room was spinning as Jennifer tried to regain her breath. What was happening? She thought of things she'd read – books and magazines she'd paged through in adult bookstores. Her perspective was suddenly shifting as she realized she was not a spectator. It was she, Jennifer Levine, who lay face down on another woman's lap. She looked over her shoulder, trying to see what Camarin was doing.
Camarin savored the fear she saw in Jennifer's eyes. Her body prone and unprotected, she had no way of defending herself. Running her fingers lovingly over the soft skin, tracing the curve of her cheeks, she ran her tongue over her lower lip, savoring the feast before her.
As she lay there, Jennifer felt her emotions waging an internal battle with her psyche. She could not deny the aching in her breasts or the intense throbbing between her legs. Camarin's fingers sent shivers of excitement down her spine. She struggled for air, her body consuming enormous amounts, trying to keep pace with her heart and her adrenaline. Both were racing inexorably out of her control.
Camarin opened the side drawer in her desk. She felt the soft, smooth leather of the paddle. Smiling, she closed her hand around it and withdrew it from the drawer. She ran the cool surface over Jennifer's buttocks, knowing she wondered what this strange feeling object might be. Oh, how she loved women! Camarin wet her lips in anticipation of what the next few hours might bring.
Soon the offices would be dark and she would be alone with her lovely prey. Gently, she circled the paddle over Jennifer's bare buttocks. She smiled as the pale cheeks tightened and pressed together. "Oh, yes," she murmured. "Tighten that ass, baby. I love a woman with a tight ass." She growled and slapped Jennifer's cheeks, knowing she was probably frightened by now.
Frightened indeed. Jennifer felt a stab of fear as she listened to Camarin whispering softly to her. Her voice sounded gentle but her words seemed harsh. "Wh … What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear.
Camarin held Jennifer about the waist, leaned over and whispered,
"I'm doing what you want, Jennifer. Have you changed your mind?
Hmm?" she asked in her most enticing voice.
Clutching at the desktop, Jennifer found her body moving of its own accord. She lifted her butt, driven by some primitive instinct she never knew she possessed. She dipped her groin down and ran it over Camarin's lap, her clit trembling as it touched her thighs. "Please, take me," she begged, rubbing the hard bud back and forth against Camarin's body.
Camarin hooked her foot on the chair and pulled it toward her. She positioned her feet on the leather seat, leaving Jennifer's legs dangling to the floor. "Perfect," she whispered as she ran her hands lovingly over Jennifer's bare ass. "Such soft skin, so white and creamy. Um, you are a delicate morsel, aren't you?" She leaned closer. "Have you ever been fucked by a woman, Jennifer? Have you?"