Sinéad’s nipples were tenting her blouse, too, and I must admit that I enjoyed thinking about what was under her blouse and bra. I wondered if her nipples were pink like mine and if she’d enjoy having them sucked, licked, and nibbled as I did. From the look I saw in her eyes, I wondered if she was thinking the same thing. I looked at Sinéad’s slightly parted lips. I licked my lips as I longed to feel them against mine and wondered how they tasted.
A commercial blared out of the TV, pulling our attention back to it. With the mood broken, I sat up, pulling my legs out of Sinéad’s lap. We watched the rest of the Bob Hope Presents show, sitting at opposite ends of the couch. By the time the nightly news came on, I was yawning from the long day and starting to nod a little.
“Well, it looks like you need to go to bed, Anna,” Sinéad said as she got up and turned the TV off.
“Yes, it’s been a long day, I suppose,” I said, stifling another yawn. I got up and gave Sinéad a chaste side hug, and headed to my room to get ready for bed. As I undressed, I noticed the damp spot in my panties, and I wondered if Sinéad had one in her panties. When I finished my toilet and started to put my pajamas on, I stopped and decided to sleep naked instead.
I got into bed and tried to sleep, but thoughts of Sinéad wouldn’t let my brain turn off. My left hand cupped my breast, and I started pinching and pulling my aching nipple as I thought about Sinéad’s lips and her long hard nipples tenting her blouse. My right hand slid down, and I began circling my clit with my finger. I started rolling my hips and arching my back, and I tried stifling my moans as I quickly came to a boil and exploded into an earth-shattering orgasm.
I was gasping, “Oh, God, Sinéad,” over and over as quietly as I could, my whole body spasming as I curled around my orgasm. Finally, my heart stopped beating like a trip hammer, and I could breathe without gasping.
I was just about to fall asleep when I heard a muffled “Oh, God” coming from outside my room. All thoughts of sleeping flew out of my head as I realized I had heard Sinéad pleasuring herself. In my mind, I pictured Sinéad’s body writhing and spasming as her fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy. I imagined taking those fingers glistening with her juices, sticking them in my mouth, sucking and licking them, and enjoying the taste.
I got out of bed, my whole body vibrating and my nipples hardening from the cool air wafting over my body. I quietly padded out of my bedroom and over to Sinéad’s bedroom. I eased the door open and slipped into the dark room. I could hear Sinéad’s heavy breathing suddenly catch when I padded over to her bed and climbed in, slipping under the covers.
I rolled over to face Sinéad and boldly slid my hand down her core to join her hand between her thighs. Sinéad moaned, “Oh, mo mhuirnín! What are you doing?”
The heat from her pussy nearly burned me as I pulled her hand away and up to my mouth. I stuck her fingers in my mouth and sucked her juices off her fingers, the taste sending thrills running through my body as I moaned from the sensations zinging throughout my body. “Oh, God, Sinéad, you taste so good,” I said when I pulled her fingers out of my mouth.
“Anna … mo mhuirnín! We shouldn’t ….”
I leaned in, searching for Sinéad’s lips in the dark. I murmured, “It’s okay, Sinéad. We both want this … I want this!” before our lips crashed together. Our arms instinctively went around each other as we pressed into the kiss, the moan from Sinéad’s throat echoing mine, and together made a beautiful sound.
I rolled over on top, straddling Sinéad’s hips, our breasts crushed together. Sinéad’s hard nipples were digging into my breasts, and my tight, aching nipples were digging into her breasts. Our mouths were open, and our tongues were plundering each other’s mouths. I couldn’t believe how good it felt pressing into the kiss.
The impulses zinging through my body made me start grinding my pussy against Sinéad’s, burning and flowing like the Amazon River. Her pussy must have been flowing, too, because our juices were co-mingling and lubricating our mounds, negating the friction I was trying so hard to generate.
Our kiss continued until I started running out of air. We broke the kiss, both of us gasping, “Oh, God!” repeatedly while trying to not pass out from lack of oxygen.
Sinéad’s hands started wandering up and down my body until they settled on my ass and massaged my cheeks, pressing my pussy even harder into hers. I was still grinding against her pussy, and I arched my back and threw my head back as I crashed into a mind-numbing orgasm. I screamed, “Oh, God, Sinéad!” as my whole body spasmed. I lost control and faded out …
… As I regained my senses, I heard Sinéad murmuring, “Mo mhuirnín!” repeatedly as I basked in my afterglow. I was so high that I started giggling as I tucked my face into her neck, and Sinéad stopped her chant and asked, “Are you okay, Anna?”
I couldn’t answer her, only able to giggle and snuggle into Sinéad, loving the feel of her hot and sweaty body against mine. My giggling must have been infectious because she started giggling, too, and I loved how it sounded. I finally found my voice and said, “Oh, God, Sinéad, that was incredible,” before giggling again.
Sinéad’s hands were still wandering up and down my back, and she gently scratched my back with her short, trimmed nails, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I started nuzzling her neck, eliciting a low-pitched moan from Sinéad’s mouth.
I finally had control of my body, so I levered myself up on my hands as my lips slowly trailed down Sinéad’s neck and onto her clavicle. Her hands immediately flew to my breasts, cupping them and capturing my nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. She started massaging my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples, making me moan as I nuzzled, licked, and nipped Sinéad’s skin as I moved down her chest and to her breasts.
I worked my way down to her right breast, encircling her nipple without touching it, wanting to draw out her anticipation and loving the noises she was making. Finally, I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it. Sinéad moaned, “Oh, God, mo mhuirnín!” when I started lashing her nipple with my tongue and she pinched my nipples, making me moan into her breast in return. The faster and harder I lashed it, the louder her moans, and the harder she pinched and rolled my nipples, as though she was telling me how hard she wanted it.
Finally, I captured her nipple between my teeth and lightly nipped it. Sinéad gasped and moaned, “Yes, Anna! Harder!” spurring me on by crushing my breasts and clamping my nipples even harder, sending pulses zinging through my body. I loved having my nipples pinched and bit, and I was thrilled that Sinéad apparently liked it, too.
I bit down harder, eliciting a gasped “Yes!” from Sinéad’s mouth, and pulled my head back, tenting her breast. I kept pulling back until her nipple scraped out from between my teeth. Her nipple snapped back into position, eliciting a high-pitched “Oh, God!” from Sinéad’s mouth. I dove back in and captured her other nipple, sucking, licking, and biting it, making Sinéad writhe and twist under me.
I lost track of how long I worshipped/tormented her nipples before I moved down over her ribs to her core, nuzzling my way to her divot. I smiled in the dark at Sinéad’s disappointed moans until she let go of my breasts and put her hands on the back of my head to push it down to her pussy. I moaned my disappointment at her hands leaving my breasts. I resisted her urgings long enough to plunder her divot with my tongue.
Sinéad spread her legs wide as I worked my way down to her V and nuzzled her creases, fighting my desire to immediately dive into her pussy tongue first. As I worked my way from one crease to the other, I nuzzled across her down-covered mound, enjoying her scent and the feel of her soft hair on my lips. At the same time, I ran my hands up the back of Sinéad’s thighs, feeling the slight tremors in her muscles until my hands reached the back of her knees. I pushed her knees up until they were nearly under her armpits, giving me complete access to her pussy.
I nuzzled my way to Sinéad’s slit, feeling the heat of her pussy on my lips. I wormed my tongue between her vertical lips, finally able to savor her juices directly from the source, eliciting a gasped “Oh, God! Mo mhuirnín!” from her horizontal lips. I worked my tongue into every nook and crevice, lapping up her nectar, my whole body thrumming from what I was tasting and the noises she was making.
By now, Sinéad was rolling her hips, and her hands on the back of my head were pressing my mouth harder into her pussy. Her scent was overwhelming as I worked my way up her slit until my nose bumped her clit, making Sinéad gasp, “Oh, God!” interrupting her near-continuous moans and bucking her hips.
I worked my way back down her slit until I reached her hole. I stiffened my tongue and plunged it into her hole, wiggling it all around, loving the incoherent sounds coming out of Sinéad’s mouth between deep gasps to get more oxygen. I was gasping, too, trying to get oxygen in my lungs, having to fight Sinéad’s attempts to suffocate me by pressing my face into her pussy. I didn’t care because I was in heaven, her scent and taste driving me wild.
I continued my assault on Sinéad’s pussy, loving how she bucked her hips. I wished there was enough light to see my effect on her. All I had were the sounds I was hearing and the spasms I could feel running through her body. When I thought the time was right, I pulled my tongue out of her hole and moved up to suck her clit into my mouth.
As soon as I began lashing her clit with my tongue, Sinéad exploded into her orgasm, wailing and writhing as her legs came down and snapped together, trapping my head between her thighs. She rocked from side to side, trying to curl around her orgasm as I rode out the storm of her orgasm. With nowhere else to go, I continued lashing her clit, making Sinéad gasp and wail even more. When I felt her little nub stiffen up, I gently took it between my teeth and nipped it.
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