Follow her

“I said I’m going for a walk around the perimeter, make sure no one’s trying to sneak up on us,” you said, though you still looked at that window, to the woman down below squeezing her breasts. As if she could read your lips, her black lips smiled wide as she turned around and began to walk back into the forest.

“I’ll be back soon,” you told Ligeia and quickly began to make towards the door.

“Don’t you want to take a weapon,” she asked suspiciously. You had completely forgotten about that, so eager to go outside.

You nodded in agreement and went and picked up the pan that had done you well so far. It didn’t matter, you weren’t going to use it, and as soon as you left the apartment you dropped it on the grass.

There, entranced, you entered the dark forest, guided by a smell of lavender. You weren’t sure why, but you know this scent was hers. Your mindless trudging eventually led you to a cabin in the midst of all the trees. Lights were on inside. Outside dozen of those imps scurried around in the grass. You were afraid they were going to spot you. Luckily, they didn’t, and you entered the cabin without incident.

“In here,” a voice called to you, directing you down a hallway to the kitchen. There she was, sitting on a stool in no more than a thong, her body more curvy and intoxicating than you remembered it.

“You like me, don’t you? No need to answer,” she said, confidently, swivelling around in the seat to face you. You did want her, but you couldn’t articulate just how much you wanted, and by extension, needed her. Thankfully, you didn’t have to answer.

“Strip for me,” she told you, and you wasted no time pulling off all your clothes. You weren’t trying to be sexy, you just wanted them off as quickly as possible. You two sat in silence for a while after that, as she observed your body.

“I prefer them pierced. But we’ll get to that. Put your back on the table,” she ordered, and you did as she pleased, approaching the table in the centre of the room and lying atop of it. She mentioned piercings. You never thought about getting them before but if that was what she wanted you would have them. As many as she wished.

Once you were up, she began to approach you, your mouth gaped as your head hung over the side, your tongue desperately reaching out as she brought her pussy towards you. There she mounted you.

This was all you needed in life, your face planted between her legs. It smelled like lavender, and it taste even better. It wasn’t worth breathing, having to draw yourself away from where you belonged. You hoped you were doing a good job.

“As I said, I prefer girls with piercings, so we’re going to do that now. Do you want them? No need to answer. I do the thinking for you now,” she said, and you gave her your answer by doubling your tongue motions. You liked the idea of her thinking for you, that way you wouldn’t have to figure out what she wanted.

“That’s a good girl,” she said, and you could hear the snapping of latex gloves being pulled.

“This is going to sting a little, but you’ll love it,” she said, and got to work immediately. You were sure where she was going to put them until she gripped the fat of your breast and began to massage your nipple to hardness. She was quick.