Thirsty 2 by Mike Sanders, Nuance Art Read Free Book Online Page A

neck, alternately biting and kissing on her as if she were marking her territory like an immature schoolgirl, Tan’s slender fingers found her lover’s wetness and two digits easily slipped inside her hot creamy hole. She took her fingers out quickly and licked them as if she were getting the last dribbling from an ice cream cone—she loved the way To’Wanda tasted and didn’t mind showing her. To’Wanda went closer to taste her sweetness on Tan’s lips and Tan relaxed and allowed the sensation to consume her as To’Wanda slipped her tongue in her mouth.
    To’Wanda came up for air, their kiss temporarily binding their souls and she returned to Tan, leaning forward and licking her ear while moaning her delight. Tan’s pussy began purring and throbbing for attention. To’Wanda whispered in Tan’s ear, “Let’s go upstairs so I can finish what I started before you had to leave me in bed this morning. I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you all day.”
    To’Wanda seductively slid from Tan’s lap and found herself aroused at the thought of Tan taking her in the bedroom.  Tan wasted no time in getting up and leading her up the spiral staircase that led to their master bedroom on the second level of the large house. Tan caught To’Wanda off guard when she pushed her against the wall. She reached up tore off To’Wanda’s button up shirt as if she were tearing the wrapper from a Christmas present and roughly discarded it on the floor. She was happy that To’Wanda was bra-less and wasted no time swirling her tongue around To’Wanda’s hardened nipples like the motion of the Rabbit vibrator. Tan felt To’Wanda’s hands rubbing her head and massaging her, lightly pulling her hair with just the right amount of pressure to continue her arousal.
    “Yes,” To’Wanda whined as Tan pulled her short skirt roughly as she made her way down from her breast to her neatly Brazillian-waxed pussy. This time, To’Wanda had it shaped like a star. Tan stuck the tip of her tongue in—teasing her as she darted in and out of To’Wanda’s moistness in rapid succession.
    To’Wanda pulled the top Tan was wearing over her head and Tan worked to squeeze her way out of her skirt. To’Wanda, being impatient, swiftly reached down and pulled off Tan’s thong—quickening the undressing process. Tan and To’Wanda’s lips met for another passionate kiss before they continued their hike upstairs. In their mid-way wrath, they both decorated the staircase with expensive garments. By the time they reached the bedroom they were both completely nude.
    Tan gently pushed To’Wanda on the bed and resumed her spot between her legs, enjoying the shivers that went from To’Wanda’s legs to her spine as she bit To’Wanda’s clit, giving her the first of many orgasms that were to come. She reached under her mattress and pulled out the leather belt with the famous porno star’s impression on it and quickly wrapped it around her waist. After applying the appropriate amount of strawberry-flavored lube, Tan swiftly crawled on the bed like a snake and she watched as To’Wanda eagerly and hungrily did her job sucking on the plastic candy man.
    Tan slowly and gently penetrated her with her favorite toy and for the next hour the large house was filled with sexually induced moans, groans, and passionate screams from the two women as they pleased one another with tongues, fingertips, and toys.
    After administering multiple orgasms to one another, the two women fell asleep in one another’s arms the way two satiated lovers do after a tiring bout of mind-numbing sex.

 
    CHAPTER SEVEN
     A few days after the robbery at the Sheraton, Red found himself on Cleveland Avenue sitting in the VIP section in Club Pleasers, Atlanta’s hottest strip club, getting a personalized freak show from a girl who called herself “Always.” As Red sipped a glass of Rosé he admired the girl’s physique while the small overhead strobe light illuminated the dim