The door handle made a slight click as Ginger opened it and offered Iris a bronzed hand. “This place is secluded, trust me.”
There was no real reason to be afraid of this, she told herself. They were both attracted to each other. She pressed her hand into Gingers as she exited the car “I just, feel so… inexperienced compared to you…“ Iris moved to the front, taking a seat on the hood as she crossed her arms tightly over her chest.
Ginger slowly closed in on Iris as she sat down, seductively pressing her into the crimson hood of the car; their bodies were forced to slowly come together. She could feel the curves of Iris’ frail form beneath her body, the heat of it radiating through the fabric of her shirt. She shuddered with delight as she pressed on, pushing Iris down. Her lips found their way to the soft lobe of her ear, resting hot and wet against it. “I am really good at what I do Iris. Just sit back, relax, and let the pleasure come”
Iris moaned at the hushed, steamy whispers along the soft skin of her neck, meant to incite yearning, a small taste of what was to come. She felt a thrill of bliss travel from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Then, a sudden wave of panic as Ginger began to systematically unfasten the buttons to her blouse. “Wait.”
“Shh… Ri, let me do this” was Gingers eager reply as her fingers completed their work. The blouse fell free, opening up to reveal the gorgeous sight of perfect breasts held tightly by a laced beige bra.
Iris felt herself fall back, that sable hair cloying around her against the smooth warm surface of the hood. She felt the breeze as her flesh was exposed, the soft caress of Gingers fingertips as the shirt was pulled away to reveal her snowy breasts. Her heart began to race, pounding like a jack rabbit in her chest.
“See?” Ginger cooed as she brought her lips to Iris’s nipple, snuggled coyly beneath that sheen of soft silk.
Iris gave a small cry as her nipple responded immediately to the stimulation, growing hard and pebble-like as it pushed painfully against the confines of that silky fabric.
Gingers soft sigh of excitement was muffled as she brought her head down and trailed steamy kisses along the top of each breast. Deft fingers captured Iris’ erect nipples between her forefingers and thumbs where she proceeded to gently tweak and roll them between her finger tips.
Iris’s eyes fluttered to a close as she sucked in a deep breath, feeling herself getting lost in the way Ginger commanded her body to respond. She lifted her ivory hand and pushed it through Gingers gorgeous cinnamon hair. It felt like satin between her fingers “I could ask you to stop.” Iris spoke with a breathless smile, peering out from dark lashes.
“You won’t” Ginger replied with sweet confidence “Because you know you need this.”
Iris sucked in a deep breath between her teeth and let her emerald eyes fall to a close. She found herself asking the same question over and over in her head — did she need this? God. It felt so good when Ginger touched her. This amazing, vibrant and fiery woman wanted her. She could, for just a moment in time, have a taste of all that Ginger had to offer. How long could she truly deny herself such a simple thing?
“Yes.” Iris breathed “Yes I do”
Ginger didn’t hesitate; she had been waiting for months for Iris to come around. Ever since that first sweet kiss. If this was their moment, the one she had been waiting for, she refused to waste it. She pulled Iris roughly up against her, cradling the back of Iris’s head with her hand. The girls face pressing softly against her large cushion of breasts. She pulled off the girls’ shirt, whispering sweet nothings as she did. With over-eager hands Ginger reached behind Iris to unsnap the delicate latch the held her tedious bra in place. It fell away with not much resistance as delicious perfectly round breasts popped free beneath her heated gaze.
Iris looked up to Ginger with a slight nervous pout, stripped of her clothes from the waist up. She lowered her head. Slightly ashamed of her body, unsure if this was what Ginger had been expecting. She lifted her hands in an attempt to cover herself.
“You are beautiful” Ginger reached out to take hold of Iris’s wrists, halting her attempt to hide herself. “Don’t you dare hide” Ginger let Iris’s hands fall away so she could tentatively lift the weight of the girls petite left breast. She watched Iris’s face as she ran her thumb across the tip of her erect nipple, gauging her reaction before leaning down to suckle on its creamy pinkness.
A slight whimper of pleasure escaped Iris as she wrapped her arms around Gingers shoulders, long ivory fingers laced at the back of her neck. When Gingers’ moist lips curled around that throbbing nub, Iris felt something hot and moist begin to build between her legs. She pulled Gin in closer, holding tightly as she enjoyed the sweet sensation of that hot tongue, curling around her nipple. In an act of surrender, Iris titled her head back as she directed Gingers head to the opposing breast.
Ginger grinned and followed Iris’ direction, cupping the other breast in her hand before twirling her tongue around that throbbing peak. She squeezed the soft flesh of her breast between her fingers while teasing it with her tongue. Overwhelming, the need to dominate grew like a fire in the pit of her stomach. She knew she could easily overpower Iris, but that would not be fun. She wanted Iris to submit willingly. Slowly she pulled away, leaning back to look deeply into her green eyes. “That feels good doesn’t it?”
Iris nodded briskly as she struggled with a sudden need to reciprocate. She looked up to Ginger, wanting desperately to return the favor. Without thinking, she lunged forward, her anxious hands tugged at Gingers red tank until she pulled it frantically over her head. To Iris’s great pleasure, Ginger was not wearing a cumbersome Bra. Her grand breasts bounced, heavily swaying as Ginger was forced to take a step back. This allowed Iris a moment to soak up the beauty laid out before her. She was amazed at the perfect pear-shaped plumpness. Uncertainly, she reached out to cup Gingers right breast in her hand, feeling the weight of it against her palm. “I want to make you feel good too” Iris whispered as she leaned forward and pressed her face into the overwhelming softness. She pulled at the nipple with her lips feeling it grow hard against them before she felt out with her tongue, circling it over and over. The taste of her flesh was enough to drive her mad, an exotic rhapsody dancing over her taste buds.
Ginger had not expected the response she received from Iris. It was eager and mouthwateringly beautiful. She found herself arching her head back, lips parting as a low moan escaped her lips. Dear God! This was good. Little tingles ran up and down her spine as Iris worked her tongue around her throbbing hard peak. Ginger pushed her hands to Iris’s shoulders, using the leverage to push her back. Here actions were driven by need, she fell to her knees before Iris, frantically tugging off her shoes and then unfastened her’ pants, pulling them free of her legs in one smooth motion. “My turn” Ginger purred as she yanked down the girls panties to rest at her ankles.
Iris gasped at the sudden change in Gingers’ approach, recognizing the look of hunger in her eyes. She felt her breath catch in her throat as her clothes were pulled away. A shudder of delight ran down her body, as the warm summer air caressed the folds between her thighs. “Ooooh” was an involuntary response; it fled her lips before she could think to stop herself.
Ginger parted Iris’s lower lips pulling them away so she could run her tongue along the expanse of her crevice. She twirled the tip of her tongue around her clit before slipping a single finger into that tight hole. She appreciated the fact Iris was clean shaven down here. It made things so much easier when it came to delivering pleasure.