Voluptas Erotic Story Choice... "Call Girl Gets First Time Lesbian"..

Voluptas suggests another erotic fantasy story for a friday night... Check it out and let her know what you think!!! Sexy Entertainment Choices for her.... Call Girl Gets First Time Lesbian byAll_Night_Long© Emma Norris shut the door on her latest client with a heavy sigh. He was one of those with a full on fetish, and his was for PVC! The suit she was in was so tight, she had practically had to sew herself into it. But, just as she was finally trying to squirm her way out of the suit, her mobile rang. "Hello," she said, answering it with the only hand that had been pulled free from the suit. "Emma, it's Rachel," the female voice over the phone said. "Are you free in an hour?" Emma rolled her eyes, picturing Rachel over the other end of the phone. She could see her sat at her office desk, her legs crossed over each other and watching lustfully out at the young and hot new male assistant she had just hired. She would, no doubt, be wearing something that was both reveal, yet tasteful, something Rachel was very good at pulling off. She was beautiful enough, especially for a woman who was well into her 40's. Rachel was Emma's boss at the agency she worked for. She couldn't really call her a pimp, because it wasn't like Emma stood on the street corners begging for work. She wasn't a prostitute, she was a call girl. There was a difference. Emma thought of herself as more of a high class hooker, one who was good enough to decide both price and client. She had her very own regulars and rarely got herself new clients, even though her profile was still up on the agency website for any new browser to see. So Rachel calling now, asking Emma if she was free in an hour, had to mean that a client she wanted to keep happy had called in. "Yeah, I am, Rach," Emma replied. "What do you want?" "One of the high paying regulars just called, a Stella Cartwright," Rachel continued. "Apparently, she's making some changes in her life, one of those being her sexual orientation. She's been looking through the bisexual pages and has taken a liking to you, and has asked for an appointment in an hour. You up for a new client." That was another thing about Emma. She was bisexual, had been pretty much most of her life. At 25 now, she had been with just as many women as she had men, and sometimes had to admit that she actually preferred sex with woman. "Yeah, Rachel, sure I'll take her. Just pass on the address and I'll be ready for her in an hour." She would be more than happy to show this girl the ropes, as they say. ~*~*~*~* Almost an hour later, Emma was changed and ready to welcome her new house guest. She stood in front of the long mirror, looking over her new appearance. This girl was a new client and new with girls, so she had no idea the kind of things she liked, which meant she had dressed herself in a somewhat form fitting red dress that was comfy but easy to undo. Her long, honey coloured hair flowed down her back freely, stopping just short of her waist. She had applied a light tint of make-up, focusing on her eyes which she believed were her best feature. Her chocolate brown eyes were dusted with brown eye shadowed, her eyelashes coated in mascara, and finished with an outline of black eyeliner. Her skin, naturally pale, stood out stark against the deep red of the dress. Emma smiled slightly at her reflection. All in all, she was happy with herself, and with her life. She didn't think she was stunning, or even beautiful in anyway, but she knew she could turn heads, make men hard and women wet if she used her body right. She was even happy in her career. It was not like she had grown up with aspiration to be a call girl, but now she was here, she wasn't gonna complain. She enjoyed sex, and she got paid to do it. Really, what was there to complain about? The knock on the door drew Emma back to the here and now. It was a gently knock, barely even audible. Whoever was on the other side was clearly nervous about what was behind that door. Walking through her apartment with the natural inborn confidence Emma had, she opened the door to her new client, smiling slightly at what she saw. The girl on this side of the door was truly beautiful. She stood just a little shorter than Emma, also wearing a dress, only this one was more flowing then fitting, and very flowery. She had blonde hair that was pulled up to the top of her head so Emma couldn't tell how long it was. Her skin was slightly tanned, she had naturally pink lips that could only be described as bee-stung, and stunning blue eyes. If she was gonna teach any woman the beauty of girl-on-girl love, Emma could not have asked for a more truly magnificent student. She could clearly see though, with the way this girl avoided eye contact and wrung unconsciously at her hands that she was nervous about what was going to happen once she stepped through that door. "Hello, Stella," Emma said with a gently smile, holding the door open for her to come in. "Why don't you come inside." "Thank you," Stella said in a soft voice, stepping into the apartment and just standing there, looking nervous, as Emma closed the door behind her. "Why don't you have a seat on the couch, make yourself more comfortable," Emma suggested, and Stella immediately did just that. "Would you like something to drink, maybe a glass of wine?" "White wine, if that is ok?" Emma gave Stella another gentle smile before heading into her small kitchen. In the years she had been doing this, she had learnt to stock up on pretty much any kind of alcohol she could get her hands on. Alcohol was a wonderful way to loosen people up, and you never know what kind of alcohol your client was going to like. Pouring two glasses of white wine, Emma went back into the main room to see Stella still sat in the same position. She handed her one of the glasses and took a seat beside her, watching as she nervously took a sip, holding onto the glass as if for support. "Stella," Emma said, taking the glass from her and placing it next to hers on the table. "If you don't mind me saying, you seem nervous about this whole deal. Why did you choose to be with a woman suddenly after regular service with men?" "I've got this friend," Stella began, talking more than she had all night. "I've known her for years and she recently turned round and told me she's gay. When I asked her why, she said she was sick of the way she was treated by men and decided to do something about it. Now, I've been curious about... lesbians and that for a while, and she got me thinking about all my shitty relationships. And I wanted to... well... see the other side for myself." "So why come to me?" Emma asked. "Why come to an agency when you could meet someone yourself, or even go to your friend?" "I've never been with a woman, this is my first time, and I... I.... Well... I didn't want someone who would laugh at me." Stella turned her gaze away again, and Emma felt her heart expand slightly for this sweet, innocent, vulnerable girl beside her. Lifting her hand, Emma gently turned Stella's face so she was looking at her, brown and blue eyes locking onto each other. "I would never dream of laughing at you, Stella," Emma told her. "And I promise you I will not do anything you don't want. So are you sure you want to go through with this?" In answer, Stella just nodded, this time not pulling away from Emma's gaze. "Ok. In that case, we start slow." Making the first move of the night, Emma leaned in closer to Stella, her lips pressing softly against hers. It was only a small kiss that lasted about the length of a yawn, but it was all that was needed for a start. Pulling back, Emma saw Stella still had her eyes closed and smiled slightly. "Whenever you feel things are going to fast, just tell me to stop and I will," Emma told her before leaning in again. This time, the kiss was a little more passionate, insistent. Emma stroked her tongue across Stella's closed lips, seeking entry that Stella gave. For a moment, their tongues duelled, massaging against each other until they found the perfect rhythm together. With the deeper kiss, Emma felt Stella getting a little more confident, her arms coming up to wrap round Emma's shoulders as she held herself close to her. As she kissed her, Emma reached up to pull Stella's hair loose from the clip that was holding it up, watching as the silky blonde strands fell to just below her shoulders, curling softly at the ends. "Was that the kind of thing you wanted?" Emma asked as she pulled back slightly from Stella. "Definitely," Stella said breathlessly, nodding enthusiastically. "So I guess I should keep going then," Emma said, her lips now making a trail down Stella's neck, occasionally nibbling slightly on her soft skin, pleased at the soft moans she heard coming from above her. Her hands again reaching out, Emma found the zip on the back of Stella's dress, pulling it down without any resistance from Stella. Still keeping Stella distracted with her lips against her neck, Emma slid the dress off Stella's skin, letting it pool round her waist where she was sat. "Lift your hips for me, baby," Emma whispered in Stella's ear as she nibbled gently on her earlobe. Without hesitation, Stella did just that, lifting her hips from the couch to let Emma pull the dress off her body completely. Emma lifted her head to look at the woman below her, who she now saw had a fantastic body too. Perfect rounded breasts that had to be a C cup, a flat toned stomach, and gorgeous long legs that went on and on. Too bad the white lace underwear she was wearing was getting in the way of the things she really wanted to see on this girl. "You're beautiful, you know," Emma told her, placing a kiss on the top of each breast, just where the cup line of her bra ended. "I really wanna do this," Stella told her, her voice still breathless and her eyes still closed. "And I really wanna see you. All of you." "Go ahead, gorgeous," Emma told her, taking Stella's hand and wrapping it round her back to where her zip of her dress was. She felt her hands shake slightly as she pulled the zip down, but she still did it, Emma automatically lifting her own hips to let the dress land on the floor beside Stella's. Emma watched Stella as she looked down at her body, at her own rounded 34D breast, gym induced stomach and limbs that weren't half as long as Stella's, her other body parts barely hidden by her red lace half-cup bra and thong. "Oh my God, you're amazing," Stella said, still staring down at Emma. "Thank you," Emma said, standing from the couch and holding her hand out to Stella. "Come with me, baby." Stella, her eyes now holding Emma's again, took her hand and let her pull her to her feet and into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. "I want you to lay back, honey, and let me make you feel good, ok," Emma told her, pushing softly at her shoulders to get her to lie down as she straddled her hips. "Like I said, if I ever do anything you're not ready for or you don't want, just tell me to stop and I will. But until then, just let me take control." Stella nodded her head, giving Emma silent permission to continue. Emma leant down to kiss her once again, Stella immediately opening her mouth to allow her to deepen the kiss. As she did, she slid her arms beneath and around the woman under her, quickly unhooking her bra and throwing it over her shoulder. She moved her lips, allowing them to slowly travel down Stella's throat, jaw and chest until she got to her destination; Stella's perfect breasts. She was right, definitely a C cup, with just the right sized pink coloured nipples that were already beginning to harden in the cold air. The second Emma's lips closed round one of Stella's nipples, the other encased by her hand, what had seconds ago been heavy breathing from Stella now turned into a series of light moans, her head pressed back against the pillows. For a moment, Emma happily nursed on Stella's breasts, bringing each nipple to a hard peak before moving to the other one, her hand taking the place of her mouth as she pinched at the stiff nipple. Once both her nipples stood to attention, making the areoles a slightly darker shade of pink as blood rushed to them, Emma let her lips continue their path across Stella's body, heading lower towards her still covered pussy and making sure to not let a single inch of skin go untouched by her mouth. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of Stella's white lace panties, Emma held eye contact with Stella as she slowly pulled them from her body, giving Stella time to get used to what was happening. Stella, however, simply lifted her hips to help Emma, kicking her panties away from her when they reached her feet. Tearing her gaze away from those beautiful baby blues of Stella's, Emma instead looked down at the woman's pussy which was now exposed to her. It was trimmed neatly, just a small triangle of blonde fur covering her outer pussy lips. Gently spreading her legs apart, Emma watched as Stella's pussy opened up for her, revealing the pink fold of her inner pussy lips that were glistening with moisture. Stood to a point at the top, Stella's clit was already protruding from its hood, showing Emma just how aroused Stella was. At the sight of this beautiful Goddess of a woman lay open and ready in front of her, her eyes closed and lips parted as she breathed heavily, waiting, Emma felt a rush of liquid pool between her own legs. But for now, she wanted to take things slow, give this perfect girl one hell of a first time! Starting at the her left knee, Emma began placing gentle kisses up Stella's leg, right up to the junction between her thigh and her pussy. But instead of going for the overall goal, Emma skipped right over her initial destination, moving over to her other leg and kissing down to her right knee. She moved slowly up again, alternating between which thigh she was gonna kiss, but again missed what Stella's heavy breathing and moans were telling her she really wanted and instead let her lips and tongue trail over her hips, smiling against the flawless skin as Stella's moans grew more desperate and her hips started moving of their own accord. "Please...." Stella moaned from above Emma. "Please, what?" Emma asked with a devilish smile. "Oh God... I need... I need you to...." Stella continued to moan. "What do you need me to do, Stella," Emma asked. All she got was heavy breathing in return. That smile still on her lips, Emma moved back up Stella's body until her mouth was in line with her ear, her hand cupping Stella's warm pussy. "Tell me what you need, and I'll do it." "I need you... I...." Again, another lot of heavy breathing before Stella finally gave in and said what she wanted. "I need you to make me come. Lick me, lick my... lick my pussy." "Whatever you want." Emma lowered herself down to between Stella's legs, immediately doing what she asked. Starting from the bottom of her slit, Emma stroked her tongue up, stopping with a quick flick across Stella's erect clit. This earned her a heavy moan from Stella and a definite buck of her hips, so she did it again... and again... and again. She licked right up and down Stella's pussy, loving the sounds of her moaning and the feel of her getting wetter and wetter, and loving even more the sweet taste of Stella's pussy juice. With this having gotten the reaction she wanted, Emma moved her face down, stopping at Stella's vagina and inner pussy lips which was steady leaking a stream of thick, white cum. Making her tongue into a point, Emma stabbed it softly into Stella's vagina and tongue-fucked her, encouraging louder moans from Stella. She did this a couple of times, drawing more of that tasty juice into her mouth and swallowing it down. She could feel Stella's hips bucking, her thighs shaking around her face, which was a sure sign she was close to cumming. Going in for the kill, Emma moved up to Stella's clit, flicking her tongue against it. This seemed to send an electric shock through Stella's body, making her cry out and arch her back off the bed slightly. Emma smiled into this gorgeous girl's pussy, now focusing on her clit. She flicked her tongue across it a couple more times, again causing Stella to cry out and her hips to buck even harder. Emma finally pressed the flat of her tongue onto Stella's clit, closing her mouth around her pussy and sucking hard. At this point, Stella exploded. "Oh God! OH GOD!! OH GOOOOOOOOD!!!!" Emma held tight to Stella's heavily bucking hips, suddenly finding it difficult to keep up with their movements but she did, licking and sucking and flicking across her pussy, riding Stella through her orgasm. Once Stella had calmed, once her orgasm had finally wracked through her body and left her panting on her back on the bed, Emma slowly moved back up the bed so she was lay beside her. "That everything you hoped it would be?" Emma asked Stella with a smile. "And more," Stella replied, turning to face Emma on the bed. Her breathing slowly returning to normal, Stella leaned in close and pressed her lips to Emma's, initiating things for the first time tonight. "You're such a good kisser," Stella told her when she pulled away. "So are you, baby," Emma replied. "You know, I'm paying for the whole night with you," Stella said. "That means getting the whole lot, everything that comes with sleeping with a woman." "So what do you want now?" Emma asked. "To do that to you," Stella answered with a little smile. "To make you come like you did me." "Well, I'm all yours for tonight, honey," Emma said. "As long as you've got me, I'm yours to do whatever you want with." "In that case, I wanna see the rest of you." With that, Stella gave Emma a gentle push, rolling her onto her back and now being the one to straddle her hips. Emma watched the beautiful, naked girl on top of her as she reached behind Emma's back, unhooking her bra and sliding it off her body, dropping it over the side of the bed. Stella stared at her for a moment, at her slightly larger breast with larger and darker nipples, before moving to rid her of her thong. Once Emma was spread out naked on the bed, Stella stared again, just like she had when she had taken her dress off. "I thought you were amazing before, but now...." Stella said, her gaze locked on Emma's body. "You are so beautiful." "Thank you, but you don't actually have to say any of this," Emma told her. "I'm pretty much a sure thing, baby." "But I mean it," Stella said. "You really are beautiful, Emma." Emma smiled softly at this, bringing Stella down and kissing her deeply. Stella remained in this position for a moment before following Emma's lead from earlier, trailing her kisses down Emma's body until she got to her breasts. She nursed softly on each breast, surprisingly good at it for a beginning judging by the amount of liquid that was pooling between Emma's legs and how heavy her breathing was getting. With both of Emma's nipple standing to attention in the centre of her breasts, Stella moved on, kissing down until she got to Emma's freshly shaven pussy. No teasing involved this time, Stella immediately stroked her tongue against Emma's pussy, getting her first taste of a woman and seemingly liking it. Emma looked down, seeing Stella's beautiful blonde head nestled between her legs as she licked into her pussy, paying special attention to obviously prominent clit, and those pleasurable tingles she had been feeling suddenly shot up a level at the erotic sight before her. Emma couldn't help it, she was moaning. This just felt too good. She was a call girl, used to more often than not getting clients who thought of their own pleasure before hers, and she hardly ever reached orgasm. But this girl, this sweet and beautiful blonde Goddess who really was a natural at pussy licking, was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Especially when she used her fingers, pushing it up into her vagina and gently finger-fucking her. But it was the combination of her lips on her clit and the second finger that was pushed up with the first that sent her headlong into an extremely intense orgasm, screaming out her pleasure. READY FOR PART TWO........ *This is a continuation from my First story 'Call Girls Get's First Time Lesbian'. The characters are the same, and it would probably help to read my first story first.* ~*~*~*~* Summer nights. So much worse than summer days. Padding round her apartment in nothing but a tiny tank top and a pair of panties, Emma Norris pushed every window open wide, letting in what little cool breeze there was outside. The sun had only just gone down half an hour ago, so the residual heat was still there. The warm weather draining her of what little energy she had, Emma collapsed back against her bed, thankful to the soft mattress beneath her tired body. One other thing she was also thankful for was that tonight had been a night off for her. No horny men or eager woman trying to get their rocks off with her, the professional. And as much as she liked her job, she was thankful for these nights to herself sometimes. Instead of thoughts like 'what game will he want to play tonight' or 'what kind of things does she like', Emma's mind was blissfully only filled with thoughts like 'what wine shall I have' and 'what DVD will I watch'. That was, however, until her cell phone began to ring beside her. Reaching out her tired arm, Emma picked up the phone with her weary eyes still closed. "Hello," she answered, expecting to hear Rachel's voice, as would be typical of her boss at a time like now. It was, however, a different female voice. "Emma, it's... it's Stella," the nervous voice spoke out. When Emma remained silent, thinking, she continued. "Errr... Stella Cartwright. You remember?" At the mention of that name, Emma suddenly sat up straight, her aching muscles immediately forgotten. Yes, of course she remembered Stella, the stunningly beautiful blonde who had come to her two weeks ago, a lesbian virgin, only to be somewhat turned around and give Emma a multiple amount of the best orgasms she had ever received from a client. No way was she forgetting Stella. "Stella," Emma said her name softly into the phone. "Of course I remember you, honey. But... how did you get this number?" "Well... I... I kind of...." Stella stuttered, and Emma smiled as she was reminded just how cute that was with this girl. "I... got the number from Rachel. I just... I wanted to speak to you myself, and not go through... through Rachel. Don't be mad at me." "I could never be mad at you, sweetie," Emma told her. "What was it you wanted?" "To see you," Stella answered. "Are you free now? Can I... can I come round?" "Yeah, I'm free," Emma said immediately, no hesitation or thinking about what could have been a relaxing night. She was pretty much ready to give up that if it meant seeing Stella again. "Ok, I'll see you in about half an hour," Stella said. ~*~*~*~* That half an hour later, Emma was ready and waiting for Stella. She had simply shoved on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, trying her best to be casual. But when the knock came at the door, she couldn't stop the excited fluttering of her heart. "Stell Baby," Emma said in greeting when she opened the door, seeing a beautiful smile spread across Stella's face at the nickname Emma had used for her their last time. "Hi, Emma," Stella said as she stepped through the threshold. Closing the door and letting Stella walk in front of her, Emma looked the girl over as she walked in. Like Emma, she was a lot more casual than last time. She was wearing a beaded black vest top that hugged nicely against her curves, a white gypsy skirt that flowed out to almost touch the floor, and a pair of heeled sandals. Her blonde hair, which Emma just adored, was flowing down her back this time, and when she looked back for Emma, those beautiful, captivating baby blue eyes sparkled at her. Stepping into the living area, Stella noticed the two glasses of white wine that were already waiting on the table for her arrival. "I always remember the things my clients like," Emma said with a smile, taking Stella's hand and guiding her down to the couch, sitting beside her. Both women picked up their wine glasses, taking a sip and acting like this was simply a typical girl's night in. "So, is there a reason why you conned my number out of Rachel for an off the books meeting?" Emma said with her trademark devilish smile. "Yeah, Emma, I'm... I'm real sorry about that," Stella began to babble out, looking away from Emma. "I just really wanted to see you again, but without all that... you know, all that... that...." "Don't be sorry, honey," Emma said, touching her arm lightly and causing Stella to look up again. "I was actually hoping I would hear from you again." This caused a wide and extremely breathtaking smile to light up Stella's face. "Well... good," Stella continued. "And... what I wanted to see you for was... well... about last time we saw each other." "I remember it well, and fondly," Emma said with a little wink, making Stella blush slightly. "Yeah, well... I think I've made my mind up about... what I said when I left." "Oh, have you," Emma said, a hopeful smile painted on her lips. "Yeah. And I've...." Stella began, before taking a deep breath and looking directly up into Emma's eyes. "Emma, that night with you and me was amazing. I mean... unbelievably amazing. Being with you was probably the best sex I've had, the strongest... orgasms." "I take that as a compliment, Stell Baby," Emma said. And again that gorgeous smile at her little name. She was definitely calling her that more often if it produced that smile again. "You should," Stella said. "Because it's mostly because of that night that I... well, that I agree with you. Being with a woman, it's... better. And I'm not just talking about the sex side. I just... I guess I felt really comfortable with you, like I was with a friend as well. For one, you most definitely made sure I had a good time as well, unlike a lot of guys I've been with who are only concerned with their own pleasure." Both girls had to laugh at just how true this statement was. "The thing is though," Stella continued. "This is a pretty new decision for me, and you're actually... the only woman I've been with. And I trust you, because you know I'm not... well, an expert with woman." "You may not have been with many women, but you're a natural, baby," Emma told her. "Trust me." "Thanks," Stella said, averting an embarrassed gaze away from Emma. "But I still don't wanna go out, find someone who's gonna want nothing to do with me because I don't know what I'm doing... properly." Emma looked at this woman, and couldn't help but think how little trouble she would have getting dates. She was absolutely beautiful, and far better at giving a female an orgasm than she gave herself credit for. She just needed a bit more confidence in herself. "So," Emma began. "Are you trying to say that you're here to use me as a guinea pig, get better with me as your personal tutor?" "Well... yes," Stella said, still not looking at her. "I know how it sounds, and that you probably have lots of other clients and things, but after last time I just... I just...." Smiling, Emma gently touched this girl's cheek, turning her to face her. "Like I could ever turn you down, Stell Baby." The reaction she got from that was not a gorgeous smile... but actually something a lot better. In that moment, the shy girl sat beside her vanished as Stella leaped forward against Emma, kissing her passionately as Emma fell back with the force. Her shock only momentary, Emma kissed her back, their tongues easily finding the rhythm they hard learnt last time. She relaxed into the couch, holding Stella close as she draped herself across her. "Stella, honey, sweetie," Emma said once Stella had pulled her mouth away from hers, now using it to places kisses down her jaw and neck. "You do know the bedroom is about two feet away, and I'm sure the bed is comfier than this couch." "Right," Stella said, getting up off Emma and getting to her feet, Emma doing the same beside her. "Sorry about that." "Don't be," Emma said, tipping her chin up and placing a soft, butterfly kiss against her lips. "I think I kinda like that side of you." That sweet blush came back as Emma pulled Stella into the bedroom, kissing her again as they fell back against the bed, Stella once again on top of her. Stella's eager hands were already pulling at Emma's closing, tugging her top up and over her head. Their lips only left each other for the short time when Emma's shirt was coming off, then Stella was kissing her again and pulling at the zipper of her jeans. Hands that had last time been so shaky when they were pulling Emma's clothes off were now steady and sure, ridding Emma of her constricting jeans. While Stella had been pulling at her jeans, Emma had dragged the figure hugging vest top from her body and threw it away with her clothes. Now, as Stella's mouth was causing her skin to burn as she kissed and nibbled across the flesh on her neck and down her exposed chest, she was having some difficulty with the zip on the side of Stella's skirt. "Stell Baby," Emma muttered breathlessly, not at all liking the fact that she was now the one shaking and desperate for this girl, not in control. "You're gonna have to help me here. I'm having... a little trouble... with your zipper." With a small laugh, Stella sat up across Emma's hips, easily pulling the zipper down and wiggling her hips erotically out of her skirt. Emma stared at the perfect body she remember, clad only in a very racy looking black lace bra and thong set. "You know, I think I prefer this to the white, babe," Emma told her. "Very sexy." "Really?" Stella said, somewhat surprised. "No one's called me 'sexy' before." "Stella, trust me, you are an extremely sexy young woman." Stella looked Emma over, taking in everything about her. The long honey coloured hair fanned out behind her, the chocolate brown eyes looking up at her, the perfect body laid out in front of her, and the hot pink bra and thong set that she was wearing. "Next to a woman as sexy as you, I don't know how you can think that." Another one of those gorgeous smiles and Stella was again leaning down and pressing her lips passionately onto Emma's, Emma pretty much clinging to the girl and holding her against her. Both with only thoughts of fully seeing the other again, they simultaneously worked at their bed-partners underwear, bras flying first before thongs followed. Emma, with her grip on Stella above her, changed her position, moving her up her body slightly so she could take an already erect nipple between her lips, sucking on it. Stella gave a soft gasp above her, breathing heavily and letting Emma stay like that for a moment before her hands came out, taking hold of Emma's breasts in front of her and squeezing gently at the nipples. Emma gave her own gasp as pleasure shot through her, making her double her efforts on Stella's breasts. The way Stella was expertly manipulating Emma's breast felt so good that she was close to crying out when one of those hands left her breast, until she realised where it was heading. Stella's wandering hand moved down her body, only stopping when it reached its destination, which happily happened to be Emma's dripping pussy. She stroked her fingers across the lips for a second, seemingly testing out her wetness, before gently inserting one finger deep inside her vagina. The welcome intrusion brought moans from Emma's lips, especially with the added pressure of another finger. This time Emma the one taking her lead from Stella, Emma pushed her free hand against Stella's pussy, feeling it warm and slick with her own liquid. Emma let her fingers dance swiftly across the inner lips of her vagina, not yet pushing in. Hearing Stella's soft moans from above her, Emma finally gave in, letting two of her fingers easily slip inside Stella's hot and waiting pussy. She gave a couple of good thrust before pulling out, using the juices that were coating her fingers to run circles over Stella's prominent clit. She continued doing this, gathering the mounting juices from Stella's vagina to coat and rub at her clit. And if the other woman's heavy moans were any indications, she seemed to be liking it, her fingers digging at a deeper and faster pace in Emma's own vagina, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Stella was the first to hit the edge, her moans growing in volume and her hips bucking hard against Emma's hand. With one final, deep thrust into Stella's pussy, she fell over the edge, screaming out as the walls of her vagina contracting and gripped at Emma's fingers. Emma kept the strokes going, riding Stella through the orgasm before she knew she would be too sensitive, so she just kept her hand against her pussy, gently cupping it. She smiled softly as she realised that, through her own orgasm and spasms, Stella had yet to stop her own thrusts into Emma's pussy. Stella's orgasm finished, Emma now concentrated on her own, becoming more aware of the glorious feelings Stella's fingers were building within her. "Oh God, Stell Baby," Emma moaned softly against her neck. "God honey, keep going, I'm gonna cum. Oh, baby, that's it, right there. That's... that's.... Oh fuuuuuuuuck!!!!" Her orgasm hitting her quick and strong, Emma threw her head back as she screamed, her hands holding her on the bed as her body arched upwards. Her breasts thrust into the air, Stella closed her mouth round one nipple, the added sensation only increasing Emma's pressure, her hips bucking so hard she thought she was gonna throw Stella of her. The girl still managed to keep in time with her though, her hand remaining against her pussy until Emma collapsed back against the bed. Emma lay against the bed for a minute, panting. She had forgotten just how good this girl was when it came to pleasuring another woman. As she lay there getting her breath back, her eyes closed, Emma felt a stirring on the bed and then a pressure lay against her side. She opened her eyes to see Stella's head leant against her shoulder, looking up at her. Emma smiled at the girl and pulled her into her arms, holding her against her. "Stell Baby, that was truly amazing," Emma said once she had her breath back. "You are, without a doubt, a natural with a woman." "Thanks," she said, her eyes still watching Emma's face in silence. "Do you know that you are absolutely beautiful when you cum." Emma smiled softly, leaning down to kiss her. "You know, very few clients can ever say that, cause very few make me cum the way you do, honey," Emma told her. "I'm glad I can," Stella said, moving her head and lips down across Emma's chest, igniting the fire within her again. "Aren't we the eager one tonight," Emma joked, her hand finding Stella's breast and gently pinching her nipples. "Like I said, I wanna learn," Stella said, her mouth wrapping around Emma's breast, making her breathing come out more ragged. For a moment, they lay like this, Emma hands playing with Stella's breast while her own nipple was in Stella's mouth. Suddenly, Stella lifted her head, pulling up so swiftly that her breasts were tugged from Emma's hand. "That... that thing we did last time," Stella began with a small smile. "You know, before I left." "Yeah," Emma said, sitting up on the bed with Stella in front of her. "You want that again?" Her response came in the form of a very enthusiastic nod from Stella. "Ok, do you remember...." Emma began, but Stella was already wrapping her legs round Emma's waist in the right position. Emma laughed softly. "I guess you do." Leaning only her upper body forward, Emma kissed Stella deeply, their tongues entwining together before she surged her hips forward, her slick pussy pressing against Stella's. Emma felt the young girl gasp within her mouth, keeping their lips locked together when Stella would have pulled away. There was no awkward humping this time. Their hips naturally found the perfect rhythm for the both of them, the wet sounds of two very horny pussies pressing together like music to Emma's ears. After a moment, Emma had no choice but to pull her lips from Stella's, breathing becoming a problem as the pleasure grew and the pair were panting and moaning loudly. Stella buried her hand against Emma's shoulder and wrapped her arms tightly round her as they both began moving their hips faster, striving towards orgasm. Emma could feel her orgasm building, edging closer to the surface, and she held Stella close to her, her arms wrapped round her back. A few more minutes of this and Stella suddenly cried out, her hips surging forward harder and her teeth digging into the flesh of Emma's shoulder as her orgasm hit. This was enough to send Emma rocketing over the edge, her own hips pressing her pussy closer into Stella's and her fingers unconsciously clenching, digging into the skin of Stella's back. Instead of collapsing, Emma managed to keep herself sat up, Stella the one collapsing against her, her head still resting against her shoulder as they both tried to bring their breathing back to normal. "I bit you," Stella said after a moment, shocked by her momentary lack of control. "I scratched you," Emma replied with a smile. "But... there's a mark," Stella said, her fingers now tracing against the imprint she had left in Emma's shoulder. "Teeth marks, my teeth... on your neck." Emma laughed softly and pulled Stella closer, resting her head on her shoulder to look down her back at the fingernail scratches she knew she had left there. "Yeah, and I marked your back," Emma said, running her hand gently up and down the marks she had left. "Fingernail scratches from my fingernails." "Seriously?" Stella said, pulling her head from Emma's shoulder and trying to look across her shoulder at her own back. Emma couldn't help but laugh again. This girl could be so adorably cute at times. "You didn't feel it?" Emma asked. "No," Stella answered. "Wow, I guess you really did cum then," Emma laughed. "What, you mean you felt it when I bit you?" Stella asked, turning to look at Emma again. "Stell Baby, it's what made me cum," Emma told her, making Stella stare at her for a moment. "Oh wow," she eventually said. Emma repositioned herself, moving so she was sat in Stella's lap with her legs wrapped round her waist and her arms round her neck. "Sometimes, I don't mind a little rough play, pain," Emma said, smiling cheekily at her. "It can actually heighten the pleasure." "Oh wow," Stella repeated again, making Emma laugh again. Leaning in, Emma kissed Stella. She was really going to enjoying teaching this girl. ~*~*~*~* Over an hour and an awful lot of orgasms later, Stella and Emma were dressed and saying their goodbyes again. There had, however, been no rough play or any kind of pain induced orgasms. Stella was so sweet and innocent that she had been so shocked when she had bit Emma, and even more so when she knew it was what had made Emma cum. And Emma actually really liked that innocence about her, didn't want to do anything to take it away. Besides, she knew plenty of ways to make her cum without having to bring that into the deal, which wasn't actually anything she relished. Yeah, she admitted that a small amount of pain could turn her on, but she preferred doing things the more conventional way. At the open door, Stella again looked a little nervous. Emma could not believe the change in this girl. When she was like she was now, just stood talking with Emma, she was such a shy, nervous girl. Yet when the two were naked and a bed was in the picture, things were totally different. She was initiating things, screaming her pleasure to the walls so load that Emma was scared someone was gonna call the police. But Emma knew it was both of those personalities that made the girl so adorable. Made her Emma's 'Stell Baby'. Report Story Rep