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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

Kissing Helena was like a breathe of fresh air. She would never get enough of feeling her lips against hers. Never tire of the taste that was so distinctly, Helena's. Now that she had been given a taste she would need to indulge as often as she could. The older woman exuded sex evident in the numerous sexual overtones when she spoke. It had drove her crazy but her inexperience and reservations had prevented her from acknowledging it. As her need to feel pleasure grew her nerves all but disappeared. Every move that Helena made, Myka committed to memory so that she could reciprocate in kind later. When she had shifted her body pressing herself against her lovers bare thigh she had let loose a low moan. The feel of the slight pressure against her center sending a wave of arousal straight into the pit of her stomach.

When she felt Helena's fingers slip under the waistband and begin to slide along her core she moaned again. This is what her body had been craving. The feel of her lovers fingers feeling how aroused she had gotten and helping release the tension that had built up. Myka's hips began moving of their own accord as Helena rubbed her thumb against her clit. The touch had sent another wave of arousal that she was sure Helena could feel. With the continued caresses and her own movements Myka broke the kiss and arched her back again. The pleasure shooting through her body was beyond anything that she had felt before. With her hands now free she decided to turn the tables and return the pleasure that Helena was giving her. Starting with caressing the other woman's breasts just as Helena had with her. Beneath her fingers she could feel her lovers heart pounding in her chest a clear sign of just how much she was being affected. With one hand continuing to massage the older woman, the other slipped down in between their bodies, slipping easily beneath the waistband of her underwear and began gliding across until she reached her core. The angle was awkward for her arm to be in but the feel of Helena's arousal caused her to forget about it and moan.