Abbie goes down on Yvette

Abbie kept her mouth on Yvette's, exploring with her tongue, using her teeth lightly on Yvette's lip. Yvette's responded in kind, and put her hands around Abbie's head, cradling her cheeks, and stroking her neck. Abbie's fingers slid around Yvette's body, to her back, to her ass, to her thighs.

The women's bodies intertwined around one another, and slowly and naturally shifted positions until Yvette lay on her back on the couch, with Abbie on top of her.

Abbie kissed Yvette's neck, sucking lightly on her firm, dark skin. Abbie smiled as she wondered whether a hickey would show up as prominently on Yvette's Black skin as it would on her own white skin. She increased the pressure of her sucking, hoping she might discover the answer before the day was over. She ran her tongue along Yvette's collarbone, and brought her hands up to Yvette's breasts.

Abbie slowly painted a trickle of kisses down Yvette's chest, feeling the warm rise of her breasts. She lightly tongued the outsides of Yvette's nipples, feeling them harden in her mouth. As she tongued one nipple, she used her fingers to stimulate the other. Then she switched attention, mouth to the other, hands to the first. She moved her kisses to the center of Yvette's chest, admiring the inner sides of her breasts.

Abbie adjusted her position and shifted down on the couch, moving her body lower on Yvette's. Abbie's tongue drifted toward Yvette's navel. She felt Yvette's muscles spasm slightly as she tenderly kissed and stroked her abdomen. With her face pressed to Yvette's stomach, Abbie could feel Yvette's pulse, and the rise and fall of her chest from her breathing, which was getting heavier.

Yvette's pink panties were satin, and as Abbie's continued down Yvette's body, she paused for a moment to absorb the combination of the smooth satin, the warmth of Yvette's body, and the scent of her pussy. She lightly kissed Yvette through the panties, but did not hint at touching or removing them.

Instead, Abbie brought her attention to Yvette's legs. Her black stockings were sheer and ran up to mid-thigh with a darker band of elastic at the top. Abbie gently put her fingers into the top of the right stocking, and kissed the skin of Yvette's leg just above the elastic band. With her fingers, Abbie pulled a bit at the stocking, slowly peeling it down Yvette's leg.

Even though moments early, Yvette had her own tongue and fingers inside Abbie's pussy, Abbie felt an intense arousal from the intimacy of touching Yvette's legs this way. She delicately kissed Yvette's inner thighs as she rolled the stocking down toward her knee. Abbie shifted her body slightly to have a better angle, and Yvette lifted her leg, bent at the knee, as Abbie's fingers drew the stocking lower. She rolled the stocking down Yvette's lower leg, toward her ankle.

Before going further, Abbie took a moment with her hands on Yvette's calf. Her muscles were strong, firm, and taut, and Abbie caressed and massaged her lower leg. She admired the curve of her calf, how it tapered to her ankle. Abbie pulled at the bottom of the stocking, and rolled it around Yvette's foot, and then off. She took a moment to kiss the top and sides of Yvette's right foot, moving down, finally, to her toes, which she lightly tongued and kissed.

Abbie slowly worked her way back up Yvette's leg, kissing, licking, fondling, and squeezing, inch by inch, until she was at her hips. She again slowly drifted her face across Yvette's satin panties, kissing her pussy through the material, firmer this time, and then bringing her focus to Yvette's left leg.

Again, Abbie began to pull the stockings with her fingers, kissing Yvette's leg as she rolled the stocking away and exposed more skin. She used her fingernails more this time, gently stroking and lightly tickling the inner edge of Yvette's left leg as she gradually pulled the stocking off.

Once more, Abbie brought herself back up toward Yvette's upper body. Once more, she stopped at Yvette's hips, and inhaled her scent, her mouth and nose resting on her satin panties. Abbie put her hands along Yvette's hips, and slid them around to feel her ass.

Yvette moaned slightly at Abbie's touch. "Your hands are amazing," Yvette whispered.

"It's your body that's amazing," Abbie replied. Both women chuckled a bit. "But let's not fight about it."

Yvette laughed. "Don't kill the moment."

"Baby, this is the moment." Abbie gripped Yvette's ass harder, pulling her body into her face. She pressed her mouth against Yvette's panties and bit her lightly through the material. Abbie brought her hands back around to Yvette's hips, and took hold of the edges of her panties.

Yvette, feeling Abbie touching her panties, took a sharp breath. She gently lifted her hips upward, and Abbie took the moment to pull Yvette's panties down slightly. As they rolled down, Yvette's black pubic hair came into view, right under Abbie's face. She flicked her tongue out, poking through Yvette's hair and to her skin.

Yvette lifted her legs up over Abbie's head, and Abbie swiftly pulled her panties off. Yvette's feet wiggled slightly as her panties came free, and Abbie threw the underwear to the floor. She caught Yvette's legs in the air, and positioned them over her shoulders. Abbie leaned down and immediately pressed her tongue onto Yvette's pussy. She was already wet from being so intensely aroused, and Abbie lapped up her juices, savoring the taste.

As Abbie licked and tongued Yvette's hole, Yvette rested her legs on Abbie's back. She touched her own breasts as Abbie ate her out. Abbie's tongue was strong and firm along Yvette's pussy lips. Periodically, Abbie would alter her position slightly and lift Yvette's legs more so that she could lick lower and lower. On one approach, she accidentally touched the edge of Yvette's asshole with the tip of her tongue, and she felt Yvette twitch at the touch.

"Too much?" Abbie asked quietly.

Yvette sighed. "Not at all."

Abbie smiled, and made a more determined effort to tongue Yvette's ass. Yvette held herself up on her upper back to give Abbie more space. After a bit, Abbie nudged Yvette and said, "turn over."

Yvette rolled over, and propped herself up on her hands and knees. Abbie dove back in, now with direct and easy access to licking both Yvette's pussy and ass. She used her fingers in one and her tongue in the other, and then switched. Abbie pressed her teeth into the skin of Yvette's ass cheeks, biting her butt, her thighs. Yvette pumped her body back onto Abbie's fingers and tongue, and Abbie matched Yvette's energy with her own.

As Abbie's tongue was hard at work in Yvette's holes, Yvette was fondling her own breasts, and occasionally rubbing her clit with her fingers. Abbie was doing the same, continuing to finger her own pussy while licking Yvette's.

Yvette spun around, surprising Abbie, and planted a strong, firm, and deep kiss on Abbie's lips. Her tongue shot straight into Abbie's mouth, and Abbie responded in kind. Yvette pulled back, and muttered, "I can taste myself on your mouth." She went back into the kiss again. They each ran their hands along each other's bodies. Yvette's hands arrived at Abbie's skirt, to which she quietly said, "this goes." She pulled the skirt down Abbie's legs, and tossed it to the floor.

They were all hands and mouths on each other, freely grabbing, groping, kissing, and fingering. They rolled about on the couch for a bit, and ultimately wound up again with Yvette on her back, and Abbie laying on top, their breasts pressed against one another's. Yvette wrapped her legs around Abbie's body. Abbie pushed herself free, and slid downward, once again aiming to return to licking Yvette's pussy.

Yvette lay there, legs bent, with Abbie's head between her thighs. She ran her fingers through Abbie's red hair, and breathed in the moment.