Nectar

A trail of Marie's carelessly discarded clothing stretched from the living room to the bedroom. Blouse, skirt, tights, bra, panties. When Soraya yanked her onto the wide bed, Marie was as naked as she was. A blush spread across the blond woman's cheeks and chest.

The dark beauty gave her no time to catch her breath. Another long kiss, hot and demanding, made her dizzy. Soraya reached for her breasts and rolled a nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Marie couldn't take it anymore. She freed her mouth to gasp for air. Instead, she let out a squeaky scream as Soraya grabbed her nipple harder.

"This is insane. We shouldn't..." she gasped as the other woman traced a line of short, wet kisses down her neck, her other breast, and her flat stomach. Marie knew where this would end. Despite what she said and what she felt to be right, she involuntarily opened her legs.

Soraya took a deep breath through her nostrils, as if catching a scent.

“Fuck, you smell so good. I have to eat you out.”

Her kisses wandered lower. She placed both hands on Marie’s thighs and pushed them wider apart. Without hesitation, she lowered her mouth to the wet, glistening sex that now lay open before her. She licked the swollen labia, sucking and nibbling on them.

Marie arched her back toward her. She let out a soft, playful squeal. Her hands clawed into Soraya's hair. She was no longer a diplomat, she was simply a woman with urges.

Soraya turned her attention to Marie's clitoris. She carefully circled the small, sensitive pearl with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth. Marie cried out briefly.

“Oh. That's too much!”

She got no answer. Soraya had better things to do with her tongue. She sucked and licked tirelessly. Two of her fingers parted Marie's delicate folds and pushed into the tight, slick channel. Again and again they thrust in and curved at the deepest point to touch a spot that elicited inarticulate cries from Marie, somewhere between pleasure and overload.

Marie's legs trembled, her stomach quivered, her chest rose and fell in rapid rhythm with her labored breathing. Sweat covered her body and mixed with the fluids Soraya teased out of her.

The fingers fucked her overstimulated cunt faster and faster. The tongue swirled over her plump clit. The vibrations seemed to spread in waves through Marie's entire body, surging higher and higher.

The orgasm rolled over Marie like a tidal wave. She bucked like a young horse being broken in. Her lust overflowed, soaking the other woman's face and filling her mouth with nectar. A huge wet spot spread across the bedsheet.

She collapsed, exhausted and utterly satisfied. She needed a series of long breaths before she could speak again.

“That was so wrong. And so good.”

Soraya smiled knowingly, leaned over her, and gave her a sloppy kiss. It was obscene and exciting at the same time. Marie tasted herself on her tongue for the first time. Strange and unfamiliar, but she clearly recognized her own scent.

When they finally separated after what seemed like an eternity, there was a mischievous twinkle in Soraya's eyes. The night wasn't over yet?