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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 22, 2008 0:36:46 GMT -4
"Excellent wow," Seraphim replied, quite firmly, and quite breathlessly, as she glanced up for long enough to give the other girl a fond little smile. "Now isn't the time for words now, I think my brain is too overloaded to speak proper English. Or French, for that matter, mon amour," she added, before closing her eyes, and shifting her body once again, moving herself a bit further down Leigh's frame.
It took her a moment of courage, before she leaned forward a bit, choosing the left breast on a whim, and lightly pressing a kiss against it, tentative and shy.
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Oct 22, 2008 0:54:10 GMT -4
"'Kay," Leigh agreed breathlessly before a brief moan escaped her, and she arched her back into the gentle caress of Sera's lips and her hands grasped air for a moment, before one found Sera's hair, and idly began sifting through the brunette locks, just wanting to touch her. "But...but before -- all coherency is, um, lost," she said shyly, and in fact couldn't get the sentence out in a single breath, she had to force the words a little, "please do that again," and Leigh suddenly didn't have any other words at all left inside her, and locked her eyes on Sera, silently pressing her onwards.
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 22, 2008 1:04:41 GMT -4
That, at least, was a simple enough request to comply with. She could definitely 'do that again', if it was what Leigh wanted her to do. Smiling some against the other girl's flesh, Sera gave a little nod of head, before repeating her actions; pressing another kiss against the blonde's breast, a bit firmer this time, and with much more confidence than previously.
Her hands weren't idle either, sliding up along Leigh's body, over her stomach and up to her ribcage, stopping there. Lifting just one of said hands, Seraphim planted it onto the neglected breast, kneading it softly in her grip.
She wasn't sure if she was doing things perfectly, but Leigh seemed to be enjoying it, judging from her reactions. And she had read about this sort of thing a hundred times, there were only so many things to do, so she had to be on at least the right path.
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Oct 22, 2008 1:14:47 GMT -4
Leigh felt...well, to be honest, Leigh felt absolutely wonderful, and an edge of her mind felt a little guilty that it was Sera who was making her feel good while she just lay there, but the concerns promptly dissipated and she bit her lip to stop herself from moaning again as Sera's hand came and gently started kneading her other breast, while still providing the soft ministrations to the first.
Leigh was pretty vocal in general, and it seemed that this would be no exception, and she hoped that fact wouldn't bother Seraphim, even as a soft, formless "Oh!" escaped her. And as clueless as both of them honestly were, it seemed to the blonde that they were managing on their own just fine. Wherever Sera's hands went, a trail of heat and goosebumps followed and she blushed mightily at the the point of low throbbing between her legs, but she couldn't help it, and she resigned herself that this was going to be terribly wonderful and embarrassing. And there was no one in the world, ever, she could possibly be more glad to share it with.
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 22, 2008 1:37:24 GMT -4
Sera's mind was, much to her dismay, several steps behind the movements that her body was performing. She knew, absently and almost vaguely, that what they were doing was getting out of hand, and that the two of them were only getting more worked up with every passing second, every kiss and caress, but she didn't want to end it. No, not anytime soon, at least. As far as Seraphim was concerned, she was content to do this for the rest of forever, just focus on Leigh, and Leigh's beautiful body, and making Leigh cry out in her beautiful voice, watch her back arching in pleasure that Sera was causing.
Her mind screamed 'no', and every other part of her chanted a firm 'yes'. For once, she didn't agree with her mind, because this seemed so logical, and so much fun. She longed to say something, but her ability to speak any sort of eloquence, seemed to be robbed from her. Instead, she moved her head a bit, tilting it slightly to her left, and shifting further along Leigh's body. It was only a moment of consideration, before she placed a light kiss onto the blonde's nipple, before gently closing her lips around it, and allowing her tongue to brush over it, in that same tentative manner.
The brunette could feel the same ache that Leigh was feeling, building in her stomach, and ending between her thighs, growing stronger with each moan, each movement. It was all of her will power combined to try to get some kind of.. anything, really. She was to the point that she was sure she'd grind herself eagerly against Leigh's knee, had the blonde decided to bend her leg, just to get some release, some contact, something. Desperation was a bitch, much like awkwardness.
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Oct 22, 2008 12:11:54 GMT -4
Leigh jumped at the contact of teeth on the sensitive flesh and shuddered. She didn't know it, but her hips were rocking again. She could feel that the warmth seemed to be building in intensity, and she knew in a distant kind of way that she was going to need some kind of release, and soon, because the built-up just couldn't continue on forever without her snapping. Every second seemed an instant and simultaneously an eternity and she let out a kind of twisted whimper, unable to withhold it any longer.
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Post by Hunter Sommer on Oct 22, 2008 12:55:45 GMT -4
Seraphim kept up her ministrations for a few more moments, as long as she could manage, but her desperation was quickly leaking into everything she tried to do; her kisses, the movement of her hands, erratic and firm. Pulling back from the blonde's breasts, she lifted her eyes slowly, looking up at Leigh, and letting out a whimper of her own as a particularly rough bucking of hips occurred from beneath her.
"O-Okay, this? Is great, and I like.. I'm just so down with this, but I need to like.. I dunno, I feel like I'm on fire. I want you so bad."
It wasn't eloquent, not her usual formulation of perfection, but it was true, and it expressed her feelings well enough.
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Oct 22, 2008 13:01:38 GMT -4
"'Kay," Leigh answered in the same breathless voice she'd been using. "What--I don't know," she blushed hotly, this time feeling the embarrassment more keenly, and her stomach twisted a little. She steadied herself mentally, then reached out and pulled Sera down firmly, and kissed her hard, rolling them over so that Sera lay beneath her. She slid off of Sera's hips, laying more beside her and reached for the button of her pants. "Is...is this o-okay?" She asked, slipping the tips of her fingers underneath the waistband.
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Post by Hunter Sommer on Oct 22, 2008 13:11:03 GMT -4
She allowed Leigh to do the moving, shifting them around, and finding herself underneath the blonde. Not that it was a problem. Gritting her teeth in anticipation, Seraphim nodded quickly, offering the blonde a rather shaky smile. "It's p-perfectly okay," she assured her quietly, barely above a whisper, as she leaned over to kiss her again just as Leigh's fingers were moving under the waistband of her jeans, making her gasp a little against the kiss, and shift her hips just slightly.
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Oct 22, 2008 13:23:25 GMT -4
Leigh slipped the button through the hole, and braced herself for a passing second as if a bolt of lightning was going to come streaking through her window and kill her. But no such thing happened, of course, and she adjusted herself more comfortably, and kissed the flat pane of stomach just underneath where the button had clasped.
Sera smelled wonderful -- different than usual, and Leigh could feel her patience slipping farther away. She moved again, hands slipping underneath Sera and gently unclasping her bra and tossing it somewhere. Her mouth found one breast, immediately taking the hardened nipple into her mouth, sucking gently, licking, worshiping. And while one hand took to the other breast, she gently slid her right hand down Sera's flat belly and down into her jeans. She paused momentarily, afraid, and slid her hand in between Sera's legs, outside of her panties, still. She pressed gently upwards, and the warmth there was startling and it made Leigh feel a little faint. She pulled away from Sera's breast for a moment and looked up with a wordless question that this was still okay.
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Post by Hunter Sommer on Oct 22, 2008 13:32:59 GMT -4
All of the while that Leigh spent unbuttoning her jeans, and slipping her bra off and then away, Seraphim had been holding a breath, desperately trying to calm herself down and assure herself that this was real, and that she had no reason to freak out. As hard as it may have been not to. In the best way possible, of course; very much a fan of gorgeous-blonde-undressing-me-and-having-her-way-with-me, if she had any say in the matter. She shivered against the kiss against her stomach, head tilting back into the duvet beneath her, and her eyes fixing onto the ceiling above them, as Leigh continued to work her way up her body.
The feeling of the other girl's attention on her nipple made her exhale heavily, the breath she had scarcely remembered she was holding in her chest, as she lifted one of her own trembling hands and found the back of Leigh's head with ease, fingers twisting into the blonde hair, and pressing her down firmly against the brunette's chest. She'd been very absorbed in the attention to her breasts, quite enjoying herself, but the feeling of Leigh's hand moving over her belly, before slipping into her unclasped jeans, drew her attention away, as she let out a rather strangled little groan. The gentle press upward brought a louder response, and the brunette couldn't keep still, instinctively lifting her hips off of the bed some, in an attempt to press herself firmer into Leigh's hand, to get some kind of friction, some kind of feeling.
When the blonde pulled away and looked up at her, Sera finally lowered her own head, mismatched eyes rather half lidded as she peered down at the other girl, and gave a shaky half nod, urging her further.
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Post by Adrian Scott-Bridgers on Oct 22, 2008 19:32:42 GMT -4
Leigh paused a moment, hearing Sera's moans. She looked up, and knew she wanted to hear them again. She slid her hand up, and finally underneath the scrap of cloth. She blushed and paused again at the soft curls, and then lowered her hand again. It wasn't as though Leigh had never touched herself, but this was so different, and she bit her lip, attempting to modify her actions to suit Sera. She cupped her hand, and slid her fingers over what she knew was technically the labia, but the words weren't there. She slid her fingers upward, and towards Sera's clit, which she was reasonably sure she'd found, if Seraphim's reaction was any indication. She kissed the breast still underneath her mouth, not wanting to ignore any part of the brunette girl underneath her.
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Post by Adrian Scott-Bridgers on Oct 22, 2008 19:33:09 GMT -4
Leigh paused a moment, hearing Sera's moans. She looked up, and knew she wanted to hear them again. She slid her hand up, and finally underneath the scrap of cloth. She blushed and paused again at the soft curls, and then lowered her hand again. It wasn't as though Leigh had never touched herself, but this was so different, and she bit her lip, attempting to modify her actions to suit Sera. She cupped her hand, and slid her fingers over what she knew was technically the labia, but the words weren't there. She slid her fingers upward, and towards Sera's clit, which she was reasonably sure she'd found, if Seraphim's reaction was any indication. She kissed the breast still underneath her mouth, not wanting to ignore any part of the brunette girl underneath her.
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Post by Hunter Sommer on Oct 22, 2008 20:55:02 GMT -4
Most definitely, Leigh had found her clit. As if the feeling of the other girl's hand ducking into her panties hadn't been enough, her fingers trailing down and delicately brushing over her, drawing a slightly louder moan out of the brunette. She was silently glad that they were home alone, that neither of Leigh's parents nor her siblings were home, because she didn't think she'd be able to keep quiet. Between the fuzzyness of her mind, and the tingling of her entire body under Leigh's touch.
She was very content to just lay there, and allow the blonde to touch her to her heart's content. Once Leigh's fingers did reach her clit, the brunette inhaled sharply, the hand on the back of Leigh's head tightening it's grip, gently pulling at her hair some, as Leigh's mouth continued to move over her breast. Forming a coherent thought failed right about then.
"H-Holy fuck, this.. oh my god.."
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Post by Leigh O'Conner on Oct 23, 2008 10:24:29 GMT -4
Leigh, assured by the stuttering praise, gently began rubbing her thumb in a small circle over the bud, increasing the pressure just a little, allowing her first and second fingers to actually trail down the labia, press gently through the folds and then pull out again. Never once did she stop the attention give to breasts; whenever she heard some sort of gasp, or felt Sera stiffening underneath her, she immediately made sure to repeat any action that caused it. She knew she was getting Sera closer, and the mere thought was completely stimulating.
Kissing the breast under her mouth, she finally pulled away, and she moved down to Sera's legs. Leigh took the waistband of her pants, and gently pulled them off of her. Down past her knees, ankles, and off the end of the bed where they fell carelessly (possibly on top of another piece of recklessly discarded clothing, but Leigh honestly wasn't paying that much attention. She stayed still for a short moment, and stared -- Seraphim was beautiful, and Leigh had frankly never been able to just look at her like this. But finally she changed position again, kneeling a little, and blushed again. Thanking God for Sera's relative smallness in comparison to her, and Leigh's frequent physical activity, she easily moved Sera farther up the bed so the brunette's head was finally where the pillows were. Having more room felt more comfortable.
She wasn't sure if what she was doing was right, and Leigh certainly didn't read the way Sera did to get any hints, but she had heard things, and this is what felt right to do, and so she lowered her head and lapped once at Sera's labia. She was afraid, for a moment, that it would be awful, and she couldn't do it, but was frankly surprised that it wasn't. She dug her tongue a little deeper into the wet heat, and drew it up, and she found the Sera's clit again, and she began suckling gently on it. Every moan, every movement she forced Sera to make was, to Leigh, almost a request for more. The blonde obliged.
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