Sapphic

“You can please yourself better than anyone else, ever. Enjoy the touch of others when you are ready, but now give this gift to yourself.” She took my hand in hers and brought it between my legs. “Just touch yourself, Princess, and see what pleases you.” She removed her hand but kept her eyes on mine. “Go on, lovely one: soon you will find your way.”

"Jenna had watched from above as Beth sat up to look around as if she were checking to see if anyone could see her. After Beth lay back, her hands slowly roamed over her body, stopping to caress her breasts and to pinch and roll her nipples between her fingers. Eventually, one of Beth's hands slid down inside the front of her bikini bottoms and after she spread her legs a bit, Jenna could see Beth's hand moving in a circular motion inside the little panty while Beth's other hand continued to play with her breast. Jenna knew she should look away, but she couldn't bring herself to stop staring."

"I became aware, sometime later, that my mouth hung agape as I watched her. I felt totally helpless, spellbound. She sat herself on the floor and leaned up against the bed by this time, spreading her legs wide and pressing the humming vibrator deep between her clitoral folds. She would climax in much the same manner that I had so many times, using my own vibrator at home. I could suddenly understand why my husband enjoyed watching so much."

"Four women lay on the floor, warm bodies pressed together in a new comfort-zone, as each gazed into the heavens and silent with their own thoughts. Their hands continued to caress, though none of the girls knew whose body they touched. Their orgy left them breathless."

"As I shed my clothes, I could feel her eyes on me. I could feel the heat shooting from my pussy to my belly and bleeding up into my chest where a flush would be creeping up my skin like a stain. I knew I didn’t have to do anything. The truth was, I wanted to. I wanted to do everything I could with Marie. Something just for me. My secret."

"A soft, beautiful ass displayed upon Monica’s lap. What more could Monica want from an evening ritual? Like clockwork, like chemistry—a bare, bare bottom, right there, for her."

"Baby throws my leg over her shoulder with the aplomb of a meat packer and closes in on my pussy. A soft tongue and a workaholic mouth work my labial ridge like a window washing team. I wiggle against her. My hands are locked in that wonderful aureole of red hair. She slows my paroxysms with kisses on my vulva. They're soft and slow, inching over and just inside my great divide. She dives in."

"It’s almost show time. The thought caused Shiran’s nipples to stiffen. She rolled them between her fingers, and the immediate response of her clitoris triggered even naughtier ideas. Shiran ran a fingertip over the silky material covering her damp forest of carmine curls, and pushed the fabric aside. Her fingertips found her swollen, pink clit and she shivered with pleasure. I’ve become such a little tramp. But then, practice makes perfect. Lust glazed eyes watched the wanton houri in the mirror. I’d better stop; Alie could be here at any moment. I need to save this for the camera."

“Hypothetically speaking – what if, right now, I told you to go to the restroom and remove your panties? Would you do it? And what if, when you exited your stall, you found me standing there waiting for you to hand them to me? Would you do that? Would it make you blush? And then… what if…..as you stood over the sink washing your hands, I slid my hand up your skirt to your bare ass and down the crack and slipped my fingers quickly into your sticky wet cunt? Would you fight me? Or would you like it?”

"Across the table from me, she winked and smiled before taking a seductive, pouty-lipped sip of her drink. I bowed my head and studied the clasped hands in my lap. When I raised my eyes in her direction again, she had gone. I could not suppress the wave of disappointment that came over me. And then I felt her luscious warm breasts pressing into my back."