The Black Room by Lisette Ashton Page A

aroma of the blonde’s arousal, Kelly lapped eagerly at the pink folds of her pussy lips. Helen’s fingers continued to hold her pussy lips apart as she ran her tongue over and around Kelly’s pearl of pleasure. Occasionally she teased the nub of the clitoris with the tip of her finger whilst her mouth worked on the ultra-sensitive flesh of Kelly’s inner lips. With her free hand, she began to tease Kelly’s labia with the tips of her fingers. Wet with excitement, Kelly’s hole was perfectly lubricated. When Helen pressed her fingers against the moist flesh, they slid easily into the redhead’s eager pussy.
    Kelly gasped breathlessly as she felt herself being penetrated. It was difficult to believe that sex could be this good. Kelly could feel three digits probing her hole as her lover skilfully tried to please her. The hand moved deep inside her, then pulled out, leaving Kelly with an aching emptiness that she longed to have filled.
    After stroking the pads of her fingers around the wet entrance to Kelly’s hole, Helen obligingly slid them back into the warm velvety depths of her pussy. Repeatedly she pushed her fingers deep inside then pulled them out again. With every withdrawal, she traced soft circles over the tender flesh of Kelly’s inner lips.
    Kelly’s breathing deepened to a crescendo of mounting pleasure and Helen pushed her mouth on to the febrile nub of her clitoris. Her tongue darted over the tiny mound of flesh, stimulating wave after wave of furious delight through Kelly’s body.
    The redhead shrieked happily as a third orgasm rushed through her. Pressing her face delightedly between Helen’s legs, she licked and nuzzled greedily. Her probing tongue delved deep between the soft folds of flesh and she lapped at the blonde’s pussy juice. Her tongue pushed ever deeper into Helen’s hole and she pressed her mouth against the swell of the blonde’s sex. Helen screamed ecstatically as the climax washed over her.
    Rolling to one side, Helen fell from Kelly’s body and collapsed on to her back. She smiled fondly at the redhead.
    Happier than she would have believed possible, Kelly could not stop herself from returning the grin. As they lay next to one another, Kelly could not stop her hand from tenderly stroking the soft flesh at the top of Helen’s legs. She was thrilled, and pleasantly touched, when she felt Helen returning the caress.
    ‘That looked like fun, ladies,’ Mistress Stacey said kindly.
    Kelly looked up and smiled at her. ‘It was,’ she agreed. She noticed Helen nodding agreement and grinned at her warmly.
    ‘You must be ready for a drink now,’ Mistress Stacey went on. ‘Here, Helen, you can drink first.’ Her instruction given, Stacey bucked her hips forward on the chair and inserted the tip of the wine bottle into her moist depths. Tilting the base upward, she poured part of the wine bottle’s contents inside herself.
    Helen climbed swiftly from the bed and knelt submissively before the mistress. Stacey slowly removed the bottle from between her legs and allowed the blonde to put her mouth there. Kelly watched as Helen drank greedily from Stacey’s hole.
    Her tongue pushed inside the woman and a mixture of wine and pussy juice poured over Helen’s face. Unconsciously displaying her innate dominance, Stacey grabbed a handful of Helen’s blonde curls and held her head firmly in position. Glancing at Kelly, Stacey offered her the wine bottle.
    ‘Drink,’ she commanded softly.
    Eagerly, Kelly accepted the wine. She closed her eyes and inhaled the open top of the bottle, delighting in the fruity mixture of aromas that greeted her nose. The musky scent of Mistress Stacey’s arousal mingled with the sweet aromatic fragrance of the wine. Hesitantly, she traced her tongue around the rim of the bottle, savouring the combination of flavours with a sly smile. She saw Stacey was watching her as she did this and Kelly tried to read the curious expression that glinted in her