Tables are meant for turning

Ellen shakes Naomi's hand. "I'm pleased to meet you, Naomi. I'm Ellen." She decides to play the interested activist to see how far she can get with the beautiful Naomi. "So tell me, what is the Native restitution initiative about?"

"Well it's really simple" the young Native beauty begins. "Our group is seeking restitution for what was done to our people by the Federal government. We want the government to take responsibility for all the broken treaties, and to make good on its promises to all Native Americans."

"So how can I help?" asks Ellen, sliding in closer to Naomi. Ellen puts a hand on her knee and gently caresses it.

Naomi looks into Ellen's eyes. "Are you hitting on me?"

"I'm sorry" says Ellen, her face turning red as she moves away. "I guess I was. Please forgive me. You're just so sexy and beautiful."

Naomi smiles at her. She puts a hand on Ellen's knee. "Don't be ashamed. I wasn't going to ridicule you, or anything. I'm a very direct person. I don't like wasting time on games. I'm flattered that you're hitting on me. I think you're beautiful and sexy, too."

Ellen puts her hand on top of Naomi's. "There has to be a but to this."

"No, no but's. No if's, and no maybe's. I like women as much as I like men." She brushes Ellen's hair out of her face. "Would you like to kiss me, Ellen?"

Ellen's answer comes in the form of a very hot, steamy kiss. Deeper and deeper the kiss becomes as tongues intertwine and gentle sighs of passion escape. "Oh fuck me! Please fuck me!" Ellen moans.

Naomi pushes Ellen onto her back on the couch, and straddles her. "How bad do you need it, bitch?" she asks Ellen. "Tell me."

"Please, I need it so bad, if you don't do me now, I'll explode in my panties!" Ellen sighs. "My boyfriend is so wrapped in his work, he won't even come home to take care of me." Ellen starts crying. As her tears stream down her face, Naomi's hand delivers a sharp slap across her face. It sends a shockwave of pleasure through Ellen's body. "Oh gawd!" Ellen cries out.

"Felt good, didn't it bitch?" Naomi asks. "Don't worry, Ellen. You're going to explode in your panties. Then I'm going to fuck you good." Naomi removes her top over her head, allowing her ample breasts to bounce free. Then she lifts her skirt to reveal her turquoise panties. She sticks her hand down inside th waistband and starts rubbing her slit. She looks at Ellen who seems to be mesmerized as she watches Naomi's fingers play under the turquoise fabric. "Stick your hand in your panties, bitch. Play with yourself" Naomi commands Ellen.

Ellen's hand glides down her abdomen, caressing her hot skin as she moves it. She gently slides her fingertips under the waistband of her panties, spreads her legs slightly, and finds her needy, greedy slit. She plunges a finger inside herself and gasps at the sensation it brings her as she watches Naomi's fingers playing inside her panties.

Both women pick up the pace inside their panties as they each add another finger inside their hot, wet slits. Thumbs find and uncover their hooded treasures of pleasure above their slits and gently caress them. They both sigh and moan as their bodies jerk and spasm with pleasure.

"Come with me, bitch" Naomi orders Ellen. Her free hand goes to her breasts and tweaks each nipple.

The sight of Naomi toying with her own breasts is more than Ellen can withstand. "AAAUUUGGGHHH!!! I'M CUMMING!!!" she screams out as her pussy contracts and spasms around her fingers. Her hips thrust upwards, causing her body to brush up against Naomi's hot crotch.

"AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!" Naomi moans aloud as contact with Ellen's hot, sexy body sets off her orgasm. Her legs give out as she rocks her crotch over Ellen's abdomen. Both women milk their pussies for all they're worth before Naomi finally collapses on top of Ellen. Naomi looks into Ellen's eyes and smiles. She kisses her passionately. "That was so good. As soon as I'm able to stand up, we'll play a little game I like to call guess the object. You'll love it" she says to Ellen with a saucy smile.