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(Excerpt from my published book “Dominant Business”)

Her mind shot awake, urging Bianca to open her eyes to see where her young pet was going. Just as she did the sensation of tentative softness of Ruby’s hands on her thighs caused her to purr gently. Hand’s tenderly pushed her thighs apart. Bianca’s thighs parted, exposing the warm apex to the cool chill of the morning air.

A gentle dance of fingers caressing the insides of her thighs drew another purr as they eventually explored the edges of her nether lips. Bianca lay back, pretending to sleep as she spread her legs further allowing closer exploration, enticing Ruby to follow her desires.

Never one to deter enthusiasm of her pets at serving her, Bianca knew at this early stage in her learning and development, Ruby needed encouragement to seek opportunities to pleasure her.

It only took a few minutes before the exploration turned from fingers to tongue and lips. Her mouth opened, letting a sharp wanton sigh escape as she felt Ruby’s warm breath hit her lips, followed closely by the heated wetness of her tongue brushing against her more sensitive parts.

It didn’t take long for her body to respond. The tip of her eager tongue played attentively along her folds. The night before, Bianca insisted that Ruby aggressively suck and lick her, but today she let the newness and fascination with the experience guide her new plaything. She wanted Ruby genuinely find enjoyment in exploring and pleasuring her mistress.

Before long, Ruby’s warm thick tongue broke in, spreading her petals, exploring the inner edge of her quickly moistening flower. Bianca felt her breasts tingle, firmness swelling them as her nipples grew erect. Ruby’s mouth descended around her lips, sucking at them, drinking at the moistness forming along the edges. One of Bianca’s hands found her breast, mashing the pillowy flesh, pinching the hard nipple. Her other hand reached down, fingers spreading tenderly through those strawberry blond locks.

“Yes pet, just like that.” She prodded, her hips gently twisting with the tongue to increase the range traveled between her folds.

A muffled moan came from below, pulling her attention to the girl between her legs. The angle was odd, but by the way her hips were moving Bianca concluded that Ruby was playing with herself and enjoying what she was doing with utter abandon.

“No coming my pet.”  Bianca ordered as she felt her own orgasm starting to build. Delaying or denying gratification was one of the best, most powerful forms of domination a woman like her could use, and she needed to make sure that Ruby understood who controlled that now.

Ruby’s hand slid out from under her young firm body, reaching up as her thumb brushed the swollen nub at the top of Bianca’s petals. Bianca pulled the hand from Ruby’s hair, grabbing sex smeared hand pulled from between Ruby’s legs and pulled it up to her own face.

She could smell the sweet tangy scent of Ruby’s arousal on those fingers long before they reached her face. Supporting herself on an elbow, Bianca’s mouth encircled and sucked Ruby’s fingers, savoring Ruby’s juices for the first time. She moaned through closed lips around her pet’s fingers at the combination of fresh wetness in her mouth and the attention her pet was giving her slit.

That hungry tongue sliding across her swollen pearl lit the fuse that quickly ran up through her belly and threw Bianca into the throes of an intense orgasm. Falling back to the bed, her hand grabbed Ruby’s hair, urging her selfishly into her needy honeypot, holding her attention at one spot as electricity of carnal release tore along her skin. Limbs bucked and writhed violently as spasms clenched her legs all the way to her toes.

Ruby held on for all she was worth, licking and sucking through it all as Bianca growled like a caged lion at the intensity pushing up from her belly to her head.

Finally expelling the orgasm with an exasperated sigh that would likely scare small children, her body went limp. “Oh… my… gawd… little one.”  Bianca fought for words, full flush breasts heaving up and down. Her body shook, mild tremors centered on her core kept the tension in her muscles. “Come here.” 

She invited Ruby with a hand on her chin, guiding her up to her Mistresses mouth. With a sultry lick, Bianca’s tongue collected up a few errant drops of her juice hanging below those young tender lips before pulling Ruby into a deep passionate kiss.

It was amazing to taste herself on the mouth of someone who so eagerly attended to her body. Their tongues danced for a long moment as Bianca pulled at Ruby’s with her lips, sucking it like a small flexible phallus.

A hand-held Ruby close from the back of her head, even though she made no move to pull away. Sated with the kiss, Bianca let her young pet free, her hand slipping down along the soft supple shoulder to the pert swollen mounds on her chest.

“Did my little pet enjoy that?” Bianca asked in a whisper as fingers worked the small pink nipple between them, slowly applying progressive amounts of pressure as her eyes watched Ruby’s response.

There was a distinguishable progression of pleasure in her eyes as they half closed. Her mouth opened and her breath grew more ragged. She answered with a nod. “I didn’t hear you pet, did you enjoy pleasing your mistress?”  Her young apprentice’s mouth opened as if trying to respond as a throaty whisper drew out between her lips. “I didn’t hear you.” Bianca said, her other hand slipping between the moist folds between Ruby’s legs, two fingers pinched Ruby’s swollen pearl between them. Her young body jolted at the feeling, her mouth hanging opened as a mix of pleasure and pain coursed through her.

“Yes…. Mis… Mistress.”  She finally said in a much more audible throaty reply.

“That’s my good little slut.”  Bianca replied, giving her one last bit of pressure on both regions before releasing her. “Now go into the shower and clean yourself up. You had two strange men using your body last night and you smell like a whore.”  Bianca said in a soft dismissive tone, that likely didn’t match the warm adoration in her eyes.

Made my belly do a loop thinking about it..💋

by wolfiefoxy99

by AlyxAmano

YES PLEASE!!

Dear Sapphics,

It’s okay to like girls.

It’s okay to look at girls and admire their beauty.

It’s okay to have crushes, squishes, and more on girls.

It’s okay to date girls.

It’s okay to want to kiss girls.

It’s okay to want to have sex with girls.

It’s okay to only want to cuddle and hold hands with girls.

Your attraction to girls is not wrong. It is not dirty or disgusting. It is not immoral or unnatural. Your attraction to girls is beautiful and is something you should celebrate and enjoy!! Loving girls is a wonderful thing! Take pride in it 💗

Masquerade - First Night (copyrighted material- J. Scott)

Madison agreeing to walking back through the city to her penthouse instead of getting a car filled Brienna with elation. She realized something about being with Madison that she never embraced with her late husband, enjoying the small moments. With Alton it was more work and social events leaving Brienna with a lot of time to herself to explore her own interests and friends, but in the end, she realized there weren’t a lot of small moments.

They walked along Camp street hand in hand, stopping occasionally to look into a shop that caught their eye. The relative comfortable silence between them save small bits of small talk seemed to punctuate the open and honest conversation over lunch. Somehow Madison seemed lighter, more unburdened now, as if somehow their conversation lifted a weight.

“What’s on your mind Madi?” Brienna asked as they walked along the sidewalk entering Harmony Circle. A contemplative silence fell over Madison over the last few blocks which worried her.

Madison shook her head giving a warm smile, the lavender lenses of her very chic glasses did little to hide the how the smile translated to her eyes. “Nothing, not really. Just can’t remember the last time I just strolled through downtown. I’m just enjoying being with you.”

Brienna matched the smile hearing the calm, serenity in her voice. “I agree. It’s nice that we don’t need to always maintain a conversation to feel comfortable with each other.”

Giving an approving nod, Madison pulled her glasses up to her head, holding Brienna’s gaze. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything, darling. Isn’t that the point, to get to know each other.” Brienna gave a soft shrug.

The edges of Madison’s lips curled down with what seemed an uncertain frown. “I just didn’t want to ruin the moment by bringing up sad memories. But I was curious what your relationship with your late husband was like. Did you have comfortable silences like this?”

Pushing her own glasses up onto her forehead, Brienna checked for traffic then quickly guided Madison across the street into the park at the center of the circle. Picking an empty bench away from the throngs of people walking here and there she sat down, with Madison close. “First of all Madi, don’t ever worry that asking about Alton is going to upset me. I’ve had long months of solitude to come to terms with his passing.” Brienna forced a smile despite the emotions rising at the back of her throat. “Our relationship was…comfortable.” The way she answered that probably gave Madison the impression there were issues despite their relative happiness. “We were happy. We shared similar interests, but his work came first most of the time, which left me with freedom to do what I wanted. Did we have comfortable silences like this?” Brienna paused letting her memories run through her mind. “I’ll just say we enjoyed each other’s company, when it mattered.”

Those soft blue eyes scanned her face for a long moment before Madison nodded with a soft smile. “I appreciate you sharing that.” She replied standing and pulling Brienna up by the hand as they continued their journey. “How long were you married?” Madison asked after a few moments of walking in silence.

“Twelve years.” Brienna answered softly, her heart suddenly feeling rather heavy. In that moment of reminiscent contemplation the fact that the age gap between her and Alton wasn’t much different than the gap between her and Madison. That realization brought a soft smirk to her lips.

They both fell into what amounted to thoughtful silence as they walked the rest of the way. Madison stopped in her tracks as they turned up O’Keefe Ave, the condo coming into view. “You live there?” The gasped, eyes wide behind her glasses.

Brienna smiled, nodding, pointing to the top of the glassed in area at the very top of the building. “Yep, very top floor. C’mon.” She urged playfully pulling Madison’s dumbfounded form up the sidewalk. Walking through the lobby, Brienna couldn’t be sure if Madison’s jaw ever closed which left a perpetual smile on Brienna’s face.

She couldn’t tell what fascinated Madison the most, the fact that the elevator required a keycard to reach her penthouse or that the elevator opened directly into the foyer. But the awestruck look on the young woman’s face made Brienna chuckle. “I can’t believe you live here.” Madison exclaimed as she ran to the window to look out at the view from the living room. “I mean I knew you had money, but not this sort of money.”

Brienna let her explore without saying anything, simply enjoying the childlike excitement of seeing what was behind the next door. Laying her purse, glasses and keycard on the table near the elevator, Brienna opened the sliding glass door to the patio, leaning against the rail as Madison explored. “Your bathroom is as big as our living room and so gorgeous.” Madison called out before eventually joining her on the patio.

As Madison joined her against the railing, Breinna turned, pulling her close, pressing a firm, hungry kiss to those soft perky lips. One hand went to the small of Madison’s back, driving their bodies together as her other hand slid up the close cropped hair a the back of her neck, holding the her into the kiss. Madison let out a deep throaty moan, her hands wrapped around Brienna’s waist immediately as she melted into the kiss. Their tongues met in the middle, swirling around each other as the simmering heat and desire of the past week bubbled to the surface.

The kiss continued for what seemed an eternity before Brienna broke it slowly. Madison let out a deep sigh as their eyes met. The desire and affection between them seemed unmistakable. “Does it make you uncomfortable that I live like this?” Brienna asked in a tentative whisper. A slight anxiety over Madison’s answer pulled at the back of her neck.

“Why would it?” Madison’s lips pursed into a gentle frown as if the question somehow came off as painful. “This is who you are. Your money isn’t important to why I feel the way I do about you.”

She let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding at Madison’s answer. While she’d never admit to anyone that part of the reason she married Alton was his money and status, the idea of someone wanting to be with her for the same reason made Brienna anxious. To hear Madison express her feelings regardless eased that anxiety. “I’m glad. And I would never want my status to influence how we feel about each other.”

“So you’re saying you feel something for me then?” Madison teased causing Brienna to laugh out a she pulled the young woman against her in a tight, affectionate hug.

“I guess you could say that I might be catching some feelings for you.” Teased back kissing Madison on the nose. “How about some wine?”

Madison grinned wide, nodding, giving her a final hug before letting go.”That would be wonderful, thank you.” Brienna walked into the kitchen reaching the wine cooler just in time to hear Madison squeal. “Oh my gawd you’ve got a hot tub!” Brienna chuckled to herself, pouring two large glasses of white wine with half of the bottle.

“This time is for us to enjoy ourselves and get to know each other in every way.” Brienna handed a glass of wine to Madison, taking a seat on the gray cushioned patio sofa. “If you want to jump in the hot tub and relieve some of the stress from the week, we can.”

***

The mix of nervousness, elation and arousal made Madison feel like she was on a sugar high. She was certain that Brienna found her either adorable or ridiculous and was just waiting for a chance to push her out the door. The warm, cozy opulence of her penthouse did little to calm her down. The fact that Brienna had a car service on call screamed money, but she never imagined. Not that it mattered.

Gulping down a generous amount of the offered wine in hopes that it might calm her a bit, Madison shook her head as the cool, flavorful liquid slid over her tongue. “Not yet. I don’t imagine you have a bathing suit that would fit me, and I want the first time you see me naked to be making love to me.”

Brienna suddenly coughed with a mouth full of wine, her hand covering her lips as she tried to swallow. The wide eyed look on her face surprised Madison. “Well, that was unexpected.” Brienna choked out with a grin, wiping her bottom lips with a finger.

“What?” Madison pulled her legs up into a bent position onto the sofa so she could face Brienna. Something about what she said caught the older woman off guard and Madison worried she may have overstepped.

“Just the way you said that dear.” Brienna apologized reaching out to lay a hand on her bent knee. “Hearing you say making love to me caught me off guard is all.”

Madison frowned slightly. “I guess I figured it sounded more sensual than saying when you fuck me.”

Laughing out loud, Brienna slid closer, taking Madison’s knees and bridging her thighs with Madison’s legs. Her fingers deftly untied her boots, letting each of them fall to the patio. Madison watched this with interest as Brienna pulled her close until Madison’s butt pressed to her thigh. Long tailored nails brushed over her cheek as Brienna’s finger cupped her cheek. Her emerald green eyes seemingly reading her face for a long moment. “I absolutely agree with you darling, the idea of slow, sensual exploration, making love to each other sounds perfect.”

Unable to resist the pull and proximity, Madison leaned forward until their lips met. The contact started slow and soft. Brienna pulled the wine glass from Madison’s hand, setting it somewhere before pressing more firmly into the kiss. As they fell deeper into the kiss, Madison felt those long nails and warm fingers slide over the exposed skin of her torso. She let out a deep moan once they found the hem of her top, sliding up over her back, under the tight top.

Warm hands inched forward along her ribs as she felt the fabric of her top slip up over her breasts, exposing the tender skin to the warm afternoon air. Brienna broke the kiss as her hands pulled her top up Madison’s arms and over her head. Madison chewed tentatively on her lower lip, watching Brienna’s face. Her nails trailed down Madison’s collar, drifting slowly to the soft rise of her modest breasts. Her fingers traced the round outer edge of the fleshy globe, her emerald eyes following every inch.

Madison’s pulse raced. Her chest rose and fell quickly as the tender, sensual touch sent heat radiating out in every direction. Trying not to distract Brienna’s attention, Madison reached forward, her nails working the last few buttons of Brienna’s top. Separating the panels, she slowly worked the shirt down Brienna’s shoulders. Madison’s fingers brushed along the full breasts pushed up by the cream lace bra. Brienna reached back, unfastening her bra, letting the straps slide down her arms with the button up top.

Rising up on her knees, Madison shifted her position, straddling Brienna’s thighs. Her hands took the older woman’s cheeks in her hands as her butt settle down on Brienna’s thighs. The kiss became more deep and heated as their breasts and bodies came together. Madison let out a throaty moan against Brienna’s lips as her nails drug up Madison’s sides, slipping between their bodies to cup her breasts, one in each hand.

Her hips ground gently against Breinna’s thighs, the motion pressing her jeans tightly over the growing heat and wetness at the apex of her thighs. Suddenly Breinna’s mouth broke the kiss, jumping to Madison’s neck. The sensation caused Madison to groan out deeply, head rolling back, letting out an exasperated moan. One of Brienna’s hands slid to her back, the other cupped the flesh of Madison’s breast as hot breath suddenly washed over Madison’s flesh. Her nipples hardening around the bars pierced through each nipple. Her body jerked as the warm, moist lips that closed around her aching peaks.

A hand shot into Brienna’s thick locks of hair at the back of her neck. Madison gasped loudly feeling her body tremble with renewed heat. She held the older woman’s mouth to her breast as her tongue circled and played with the metal bar in her nipple. Madison’s breathing came more quickly just as Brienna’s mouth released her nipple with a pop, moving to the other. Madison’s mouth fell open, now feeling her saliva cool in the open air around her nipple.

***

As much as she might want to, Brienna realized denying her desire to explore and know Madison in even the most intimate ways was not happening. Her head and body swooned with heat and desire even before Madison straddled her lap and their bodies came together for the first time since this young woman first caught her attention at Gyles party. Their naked skin, their naked breasts coming together opened a door deep inside Brienna she never knew existed. The greedy way her hunger drove her to those pert, young breasts scared her. But instead of fighting it or telling herself she had no idea what she was doing, Brienna just let her instincts take over. Judging by the way Madison’s body responded, she had no objections.

What threw her mind into a tailspin was Madison slowly pulling her head away from her breast and slipping from the couch. Without a word, Madison grabbed up both glasses of wine, giving Brienna a mischievous grin, crooking a finger as if to indicate Brienna should follow before turning towards the open glass doors.

Brienna sat dumbfounded and confused for a long moment, eyes following the shapely swing of Madison’s hips disappearing into the penthouse. Kicking off her sandals, she pushed up off of the couch, following the trail of Madison’s perfume. Walking into the bedroom, seeing Madison sitting at the foot of the bed in her lavender panties, jeans laying in a pile inside the door to the bedroom. She sat holding her almost empty glass of wine in one hand as she reached out for Brienna with the other.

She took Madison’s hand as she tossed back the last of her wine. Madison handed Brienna the empty glass. All Brienna could think to do was place it on the nearby dresser and then Madison pulled her back around abruptly. Eyes looked up along Brienna’s body, while her hands slide over her hips, gently easing the skirt down Brienna’s thighs, until it lay in a pile at her feet.

Still not uttering a word, using her face and her hands to give Brienna any indication of what to do, Madison slid her body back along the bed, laying against the pillows and headboard, wearing only panties. Noticing her wine on the nightstand closest to the door, Brienna stepped over, draining the wine into her mouth as her eyes took in the young woman in her bed. The full bowed lips, the random assortment of tattoos on her arms, shoulders and belly, the lavender tipped nipple piercings on her perfectly round, modestly sized breasts. Despite the sultry look of confidence in her eyes in this moment, Breinna knew full well the uncertain, self-conscious young woman stirring underneath.

Swallowing the wine as it warmed her tongue and throat, Brienna took the last step. Making sure Madison’s eyes watched intently, she hooked her thumbs into the fabric of her bikini cut panties, slowly lowering them until they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them, kneeling on the bed, crawling towards Madison who’s eyes fell to the soft patch of blond hair at the apex of her thighs.

Hovering over Madison on her hands and knees, looking down into those youthful blue eyes, Madison lifted her butt up as her hands pushed her panties down her legs, eventually kicking them free with her feet. Breinna found the small trail of light brown hair running down her belly from her navel to a matching patch of hair on her mound just another curiously unique part of this lovely woman.

Madison’s hand rose up, cupping Brienna’s cheek, her eyes locked intently on Brienna’s. “Sorry for the abrupt game of chase. I could feel where things were going and I wanted it to be right.” Her voice came out with a sensual softness to it that caused Brienna’s belly to clench into a knot. Never before had any lover she’d gone to bed with touched her so completely the way Madison did.

Lowering herself to the bed, laying to Madison’s side, Brienna pulled her hair over her shoulder, letting it hand down her back into the bed before her hand went to Madison’s hip. Madison slid closer until their bodies pressed together and her thigh slipped in between Brienna’s. “Baby, nothing about being here with you feels wrong.” Brienna hand drifted up Madison’s back, reaching her shoulder as she pulled them closer together. Lips met with a shared moan as they finally came together as lovers, connected in the moment.

The Dance

We lay in bed under the covers, facing each other, the gentle comfort of out naked bodies wrapped in a simple loving embrace. Our lips gently kiss over and over as our hands slowly explore, nails dragging over naked skin. Goosebumps and sighs a response to the sensually simple moment of connection between our two bodies and souls.

Your thigh gently resting between mine teasing my already aroused sex with light brushes, urging me closer. Shifting ever so slightly, I feel the cool softness of your skin press against the heat of my arousal. My hips slowly start to slide and brush against you as our kisses and caresses continue separate of my growing need.

I press ever so slightly harder, feeling my arousal starting to spread over your thigh, making my tortured need grow more intense. The touch of you against my thigh adds to the pleasure of the moment as you let out a soft sigh between our kisses. Your own body matching mine.

We press closer, breast on breast, lips sliding and pulling and sucking on each other. Our fingers still explore and caress quickly warming skin. Our moans, whimpers and sighs fill the room around us, creating the music to which our dance is timed.

The intensity of the music picks up, the power behind it driving us closer to the other. Our bodies pressed tightly together, still on our sides, under the covers, the most intimate of dances between to women whose love feeds the music.

Our dance intensifies to follow the music. Our movements; fluid, eager, needy, but not rushed. We feel the warmth of our desire surround us as the music grows closer to the crescendo. I gaze into your piercing blue eyes as we dance, feeling my heart race, feeling only you and I dancing as the rest of the world falls away.

As the music fades, the heat, desire and contentment of our dance lingers, surrounding us in a comfortable warmth. We gaze into each others eyes, feeling the energy of the dance ripple over our skin, understanding the glorious moment of serenity and shared connection we shared. The powerful love between us that became the dance.

I met a girl at the club. It was a hot humid night and we danced and laughed and kissed. She smelled like incense and we sang to Billy Eilish. At the end of the night she invited me on a date tomorrow evening at her house. A vast shared house with 11 other flatmates plus their friends and partners. We all cooked together making huge quantities of vegan curry. At one point someone played Umbrella by Rihanna and everyone appeared and did a flash mob dance to it. I joined in following her moves, her face lit with joy. Later that night as I sat outside she appeared with my phone and gave it to me. “I’ve been sending you tit pics from the bathroom” she laughed. I pulled her into my lap and kissed her neck. I told her how much I had enjoyed the evening. “Let me show you my world tomorrow”. She arrived promptly at 8. I pull her in and take her coat. I kneel down and slide off her heels. I can tell she’s made such an effort. She smells and looks wonderful. A little nervous compared to the relaxed carefree girl of the last two evenings, She’s 3 or 4 inches shorter than me. I eye her hungrily. “Are you hungry?” I ask, she shakes her head. “I’m starving” I tell her as I pick her up and she giggles relaxing a little. I lay her down on my big bed, soft puffy white covers and cushions billowing around her in the peace of my apartment. She props herself up on her elbows watching me as I crawl up the bed, pushing up her dress, squeezing her thighs, fingers rubbing the wet spot on her panties as I compliment and praise her. She wiggles her hips so I can pull up her dress over and off. She flops back, lying down with a gratuitous moan and exhale. I spread her legs and lean over her, one hand resting on the bed beside her, my knees between her thighs. My other hand rubbing firm circles against her pussy through the material as I gently lay kisses on her, her scars, her marks, bruises, blemishes, the hollow of her throat, the rise of her breast and gentle swell of her stomach. Looking down at her admiringly I say to her “Red is for stop. Orange means pause, slow down. Green means carry on.” She repeats after me. “I’ll make you feel so good I promise sweet girl. Are you ready, are you happy?” She quickly replies nodding her head and breathily agreeing and I know she’s mine.

This is so lovely and amazing...you are an amazing artist.

Kara + Lena

Drew this while listening to The XX’s Crystalized.

Here’s a link to the song. 

me and who? can we turn this into a makeout session please 🥺💕

For the love of tongues you will love it 🔥👅👅🥰

OMG!!! YESSSS!! Grab my face that way please!!!

GIRL KISSING GIRL