because before I could grasp what was going on, she had her tongue stuck down my throat. She tongue kissed me so passionately, my body started yearning for her to touch the rest of me.
“Hold me, please,” I begged her. And she did just that. She grabbed me around my waist and embraced me like my ex-husband used to do. Her touch was soft and gentle. As she pressed her pelvic area into mine, heat started pulsating from my vagina. I couldn’t explain it, but it felt good, and I wanted more. I wanted to explore this new world.
“Fuck me, please!” I whined. “I want you to make me feel good,” I begged her.
So just like that, she turned me around, backed me up against the bed, and made me lie down. Before I could finish enjoying the stimulating feelings engulfing my vagina, she started massaging my breasts, causing my nipples to stand erect. She sucked on them and pulled on them like they were her toys, and I loved every minute of it. But I wanted more. I wanted her to lie on top of me. I wanted to feel her naked body next to mine, so I whispered that request into her ear as I kissed her earlobe. “Denise, please fuck me now,” I begged her once again.
And at my request she undressed me while I lay there, and then she spread my legs apart. My pussy was dripping wet, because I knew she would fill it with passion. And just like that, she buried her tongue deep down inside me. She teased me inside and out. My body was quivering. I didn’t want her to stop, so I started gyrating my pussy in her face. She didn’t have much hair on her head, so I grabbed her face and used it for leverage.
“This pussy is good, girl,” Denise said in her somewhat manly voice. “So give it to me so I can eat it up.”
Despite the way she was making me feel, I had to block out the fact that she was a woman. I didn’t think I could’ve carried on that long if I had my eyes open. I mean, I was hurt behind that shit my ex-husband told me, so I needed someone to show me some love some kind of way. And since Denise was there, I settled for her.
Before long she had eased out of her clothes and got into the bed with me. Now the bed we were in wasn’t large enough for the both of us, but we made due. She positioned me to lie at one end while she did the opposite. She instructed me lie on my side and open my legs, and that was what I did. She did the same thing, but she came closer by connecting to me like we were interlocking scissors. She pressed her pussy up against mine and started gyrating. It felt so good that I started to pull out my hair. I immediately closed my eyes and let her take control. And in less than ninety seconds, I had released an orgasm. It was the best feeling in the whole world. And when she and I were done, we both lay back and exhaled.
The Candy Shop part 2 Kiki Swinson
Wake-Up Call
Denise went to take a shower so she could freshen up before we were called to go to the dining hall for dinner. Instead of joining her, I got out of her bed and climbed into my own. All I could do was lie there and think about what I had just done. Guilt began to consume my entire body. And then shame started rearing its ugly head. The first question that popped in my mind was why I did it. What the fuck was wrong with me? Was I that desperate for someone to love me that I would indulge in that type of act? Was my need to feel validated so important that I would allow a woman to make love to me? What was going on in my head? Was I really damaged like Eric said? I needed someone to answer these questions for me, since I obviously couldn’t figure it out on my own.
While I lay in my bed, I had my back facing the door, so I couldn’t see Denise when she entered the room. But I did hear her as she moved about the room, grabbing clothing articles from her locker.
After she got dressed, she walked over to my bed and leaned over my body so she could see my face. I turned my head around and gave her eye contact. She smiled at