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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

When Helena forewent the teasing that Myka anticipated from her breathless please she gasped. Her lover had instantly gone about continuing to drive pangs of arousal straight to her core. If the Victorian woman kept up her ministrations, Myka would reach climax again in no time. Her body having not quite recovered from the first orgasm that had washed over her. She had started this round of lovemaking and Helena was going to finish it whether she was ready for it or not. Her eyes fluttered closed and a moan released when the feel of her lovers tongue brushed against both of her nipples. A wave of arousal shooting straight to her core once again.

The sensations seemed to never end as wave after wave of arousal continued until she felt like a bundle of tense nerves. The feel of open mouth kisses being placed across her stomach causing a half giggle and moan to escape. Her stomach wasn't necessarily a sensitive zone but at the moment the kisses seemed to set her on fire. Myka watched as Helena continued down until she had reached her underwear. She shifted her hips a little to allow for the material to be slid off her body. Her eyes followed it as it was tossed carelessly aside until Helena spoke. Turning her gaze back to look down at Helena she smiled at the words that were spoken. She had never been the beautiful one. Tracy had always had that privilege and had flaunted it in her face whenever she could. Though she loved her sister, she couldn't help feeling jealous of her. Tracy always got what she wanted. Had all the boys falling at her feet while Myka had been the shy and tomboyish one of the two. Hell, even her sister had gotten married and was expecting a child.

Before her thoughts could run away with her, Helena had reached up and began squeezing and caressing her breasts. Almost immediately a loud moan was released followed by a gasp at her lovers next move. The feel of Helena's tongue along her clit and then pushing inside of her caused her hips to lift off the bed. It had been so long since someone had done this to her that she'd forgotten what the sensations had felt like. Myka was unable to contain the whimpers as Helena continued to pleasure her with her tongue. The Victorian woman was a wonder when it came to words and it was no surprise really that she was equally as gifted when it came to using her tongue for other purposes. With her body all ready precariously close to the edge, Myka began moving her hips trying to help push herself closer to falling over the edge. On one swipe of Helena's tongue inside of her, Myka's right hand reached down and gripped the older woman's hair. Myka used her grip to keep her lover from moving from that spot because she could feel how close her body was to her second orgasm of the night.