In the Wright Place

Jessica didn't give an answer. Or at least not an answer in words. She clutched her sheets and tilted her head back and moaned as the dusky woman gave her a playful little hump. Jessica looked up at her lover and smiled. She looked forward to the tribbing she was about to receive. The slender arms aroudn her waist were a signal that she wasn't in control anymore, or at least that's how she took it.

She arched her back and gave a slight hump back. A slight sigh escaped her lips as she braced herself for the loving she was about to receive. The night which had belonged to her was slowly slipping out of her grasp, and Jessica was happy to let it go. There was an eagerness, a lust to see what Lamya could do when she was on top, so to speak. Jessica grabbed Lamya's leg and settled in, ready to see what Lamya was capable of.

Apprehensively Lamya continued what she'd started with a slow and gentle gyration of her hips. She still hadn't gotten the alignment quite right and constantly shifted her weight and arched her back this way and that trying to press the lips of her sex right up against Jessica's. Long, tawny legs closed around the American as their bodies moved against each other with a deliberate, primal rhythm. With every rising motion the smaller woman's pert breasts would trail stiffened nipples against Jessica's stomach and ultimately press the mounds against the underside of Jessica's fleshy globes. Every little movement she made sent tingles up her spine making her whimper timidly in spite of her apparent 'control'.

Jessica grunted and wrapped her arms around Lamya. A roving hand found its way to Lamya's ample rear and squeezed. She was beginning to find a rhythm of her own and wave after wave of pleasure sent her into ecstasy. Jessica was reduced to a moaning squirming pile of sexual euphoria by the humping woman.

"Oh yes!" slipped out almost involuntarily. Jessica began to hump back more forcefully, more passionately. Lamya was giving pleasure to her, there was no reason Jessica couldn't return the favor. Her mouth was gaping and she could have felt herself drooling with pleasure had she not been so in the moment with Lamya. She could already feel another shuttering breathtaking orgasm building. Her toes once again began to curl with pleasure and anticipation.

With her body entwined with Jessica's supple form Lamya desperately continued her rhythmic undulations. All she could feel was the overwhelming delight of their grinding hips and the press of hot, sweat slick flesh. All she could see was the writhing, slavering, buxom American's naked body as it enveloped her. All she could smell was the sweet mixture of sex and sweat that coated their skin and soaked the sheets beneath them. And all she could hear was heavy breathing, her own and Jessica's, moans, and exaltations of ecstasy. Her senses were truly and wondrously filled with this moment.

Pressing her hips more firmly into Jessica's at the feel of strong hands grasping her ass Lamya could feel her muscles beginning to quake. Each moment spent entangled with the violet vixen only brought louder and more lustful whimpers and moans past her dark lips. Her senses reeled, her muscles quivered and tensed, and the rhythm of her humping quickened without thought. The wetness between her thighs renewed, lubricating their tribbing, as her body drew nearer to yet another orgasm. Shaking arms squeezed the woman's body tighter still as she begged, half moaning breathlessly into Jessica's ear, "Please! Please, cum with me!"

Jessica heaved as her dripping sex wracked her body with a mind numbing orgasm. Lamya's lusty words were beginning to have that effect on her. Every muscle in her body tightened and released and Jessica was reduced to a whimpering satisfied mess. Tribbing was a new delight for Jessica and the loud shout she just yelped testified to it. Her breath was hot and heavy as she rested on the bed.

She rested one hand on her head a signal of the pleasure she had gone through. The other hand caressed Lamya's soft skin and Jessica playfully thumbed Lamya's nipple. Even though she was the captivate, Jessica found Lamya's dark beauty to be so completely captivating. She was happy to cum with her as if she had to be asked. Hell, she found it to be a little endearing. This virgin was good. Very good.

"I liked that" was all Jessica could manage at the moment. She breathed in, inhaling the sweet smell of the juices and the air pregnant with lust. Jessica didn't mind she could hardly manage a coherent statement. She had a beautiful talented woman in her bed, and she didn't want this night to end.

Lamya trembled from head to toe as she voraciously humped and ground her hips against Jessica's hot, wet flesh. Dark thighs squeezed with vice-like desperation around her lover's body as she threw her head back and let out a tremulous wail of wanton pleasure as her sex gushed anew. When the last fitful quiver of orgasm had torn through her body she collapsed forward, her head resting against Jessica's breast like fleshy pillows. Drawing in the scent of the violet's flesh she listened to the hasty drumming of her heart and the dogged rhythm of her breathes.

"You... are... amazing." The words huffed out past bronze lips to roll against the sweat slick flesh of the long, tall American. She had anticipated many different endings to this evening, but none of them had involved voluntarily laying with her opponent, let alone so thoroughly relishing the experience. Shaking limbs entwined themselves about Jessica's lean and muscular form, clinging to the woman with what little strength was left in her body.

Jessica let out one last groan as Lamya wrapped her arms and legs around her. She accepted the embrace and wrapped her own strong arms around Lamya. Lamya had her head nestled between Jessica breasts like a child and Jessica's hand found its way to Lamya's dark, sleek hair. She played with her long hair and could sense that Lamya was drained. If Jessica was being honest with herself she was pretty drained as well.

She relaxed her body, so tense from the multiple orgasms. The smell of sweat and sex permeated the air. Dang. She would be walking funny tomorrow. Not nearly as funny as Lamya would be walking, she thought with a smile. She felt pride having taken this woman's virginity and care free as her lust had been skillfully sated.

You are amazing. Her smile became wider. "Of course I'm amazing." She knew it, but it was always nice to here. Her words sounded less stupid than they did a second ago. It least they sounded less stupid to Jessica.

Nestled up against Jessica's warm, toned body Lamya drank in the sweet scent of sun kissed skin and the sensation of bare flesh gliding against her own with every heaving breath. Dark brown eyes drifted closed for just a moment as she savored the feeling of the woman's hand on the back of her neck as they embraced in the inevitable afterglow. This offered Lamya a dangerous moment of reflection through her sex addled haze. Just what did all of this mean? Was this just a part of the job, or was there something more personal going on here? Who would she be when she got back to the apartment?

Shifting herself against Jessica's body the Kuwaiti affectionately nuzzled into her lover's neck, a vain effort to conceal the continue flush of her cheeks. Laying a breathless kiss against the flesh of Jessica's throat Lamya sighed with hot, quivering breath. "What happens now?" Once more her voice was meek, resigning herself to the amazonian woman's command. Being so much under another woman's influence was a little scary, but still more frightening was the fact that she was... enjoying this so thoroughly.

Jessica moaned as her lover nuzzled her neck. This woman was an energizer bunny of love-making. Jessica's mind did the best it could to race. She might as well try to think of something to give the Kuwaiti woman to do. All she wanted at the moment was a solid rest. Her middle finger ran down Lamya' spine, feeling her toned back.

"You are going to suck my breast until I go to sleep. And you are going to eat me out to wake me up. And then...." Jessica paused. And then I drive you home. Jessica wasn't ready to surrender that idea to reality just yet. She had had too much fun dominating this cute woman in the ring and in the bedroom. The woman responded so sensually, so submissively to her every touch. "And then I dunno." She finished weakly. A quick roll was enough to bring them in eye contact with one another and Jessica stroked Lamya's face.

"What do you want to do, Lamya?"