Shifting Currents by Lissa Trevor Read Free Book Online

breath.
    “But I like it plain and serviceable.”
    “What have you got to trade?”
    Lisa smiled. “As you can see, I’m not carrying much. How about for an hour you can do anything you want to me.”
    The woman swallowed. “Is this some kind of joke?”
    “I never joke about sex,” Lisa said. “It’s all I’ve got to trade.”
    “And you want to do it on your back?”
    “If that’s how you want me.” Lisa leaned in so her breasts touched the soft leather of the woman’s top. “I can also spend it on my knees.”
    The woman held herself rigidly still, as if she was afraid to touch her. “Why me?”
    “I like leather,” Lisa said and ran her hand up the woman’s leg again.
    “What makes you think I like women?”
    “I’ve been watching you. I saw you looking at that Tech with the gorgeous white dog. And Keith’s new wife.”
    The woman’s eyes narrowed in pain, and she grabbed Lisa’s chin roughly, “You did, huh? You want the pants, shirt, and the boots? I get an hour doing anything I want to you. And then for the jacket, another hour of you doing anything I want you to do to me.”
    “Deal,” Lisa said breathlessly. She loved getting stuff for things she would have done for free.
    The woman kissed her roughly, bringing her hand hard on Lisa’s bottom. Lisa slid her hand up to the woman’s breast and kneaded it just as rough.
    “You’ll do,” the leather worker said and kissed her again. “Go through the back flap over there and lie on the furs. I’ll be right there.” The woman went out to the shop front to close up.
    Lisa pushed her way into the back of the leather tent, rubbing her body against the soft leather flap. She nearly squealed in delight as she lay on the soft fur. She writhed on it, letting it tickle her stomach and breasts.
    “What’s your name, sweetheart?” the woman asked from the door flap.
    Lisa told her as she flipped over and spread her legs. She idly brushed the tip of a hard nipple.
    “I’m Karen,” the leather lady said. “I want to watch you play with yourself.”
    Lisa smiled and spread her legs wider. She used both hands to open herself and began to massage her clit. Karen knelt between her legs.
    “Faster,” she ordered.
    Lisa’s breath caught when Karen leaned in and kissed her stomach. She moved down to lick Lisa’s fingers.
    “That’s good,” Karen said.
    Lisa saw that Karen wore leather gloves and moaned a bit when Karen rubbed her hands over Lisa’s thighs.
    “I’ve got a thing for blondes,” Karen said brushing her leather-clad hand over the curls on Lisa’s lower abdomen. “Especially natural ones.”
    Lisa gave a slight groan and raised her hips.
    “Mmm, and you’re a wild one too.”
    Karen dipped a gloved finger inside Lisa and observed her reaction. Lisa gasped and raised her hips again.
    “Nice and wet for me.” Karen began to push her finger in and out of Lisa, staring at her with lowered eyes.
    “Yeah, I was wet watching your tits in that halter,” Lisa said and moaned “Yes!” when Karen shoved another finger inside her. She fucked her with two fingers while Lisa shamelessly raised her hips.
    “Play with your tits, gorgeous,” Karen said. “Play with them while I make you come.” She rubbed her thumb against Lisa’s clit.
    “Ungh.” Lisa was incoherent as Karen played with her. Lisa cupped her breasts at Karen, pushing them together, squeezing them, and making them bounce more, in time with the fingers that were penetrating her soft, tight hole.
    Karen grinned at her. “Yeah, you’re a hot little one, aren’t you? You want something? You want to come?”
    Lisa writhed. “Oh yeah, your fingers are incredible.”
    Karen picked up the pace, and Lisa’s hips went wild.
    “That clit looks so tasty.” Karen grinned.
    Lisa thought she would go crazy. The burning pressure in her pussy was building. The shock waves from Karen’s thumb as she relentlessly stroked her clit were bringing her over the edge. When