The Dark Mistress's New Clothes

[ranajja]

Callai moaned at the touch of his tongue, warm and insistent against her most sensitive of places...her hips moved against him, wanting more...more...

Her moans turn to small cries of delight as she feels Lillith’s teeth gently graze her neck, sending tingling waves of pleasure over her skin.

Callai arched her back, simultaneously trying to push her hips closer to him, her nipples closer to her...Lillith’s mouth nipped and kissed down Callai’s neck, her shoulder, then returned suddenly to Callai’s mouth. Callai marveled at the softness of her lips, the gentle persistence of her tongue as it explored Callai’s mouth, cautiously, languidly, penetrating deeper...deeper...

Callai grabbed fistfuls of the luxurious coverlet, unable to deny the waves of passion threatening to overtake her...

Suddenly, Lillith rolled lightly to one side and left the bed. Callai sat up slightly, her eyes flew open...in time to see the flash of Lillith’s eyes, sparkling with mischief, just before Lillith disappeared into the shadows...

Callai opened her mouth to protest, but could only groan as he pushed his lips hungrily, deeper between her legs, and brought her to a wonderful, all-encompassing orgasm....

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

The scent of jasmine....the warmth of passion. Lillith delighted in it all, watching, enjoying...How delicious it all seemed, watching that man pleasure Callai. She stood back, watching and waiting in the shadows. When the man was done with her, it would be her own turn. Tonight was going to last forever. The pleasure would be boundless. She simply smiled, her tail curling about her bare thigh, wings settling to fold about her wonderfully nude body, as she simply watched, and observed. Watching Callai as she writhed and moaned in passion..watching the man as his lips and tongue invaded her, his head between parted, silken thighs. She smiled, listening to the heavy breathing, watching the bodies writhe and dance upon her bed. The scent of sex, mixed with the scent of jasmine, invaded her senses, and she closed her eyes as she took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet musk that stood upon the air, exhaling it in a slow, slow sigh of pleasure as her fathomless violet orbs slipped open once again to watch the scene before her. A few moments longer, and she would join in once again. Just sitting back and watching wouldn't be enough for her. Not in this case.

No, she would have to venture forth to parttake of the pleasures of Paradise herself. To taste the sweetness of Callai's nectar, and experience for herself its tantalizing flavors. Just a few moments more. She'd watch for a few moments more, then.....

 

[DriveSouth]

Once more Russell was disoriented, she'd just vanished -

*poof*

He was left there on the bed in a most desirable position. Head wedged between the soft thighs of this young stranger.

Not the time to bemoan the "disappearance" of Lillith, not with the pleasures of Callai laid before him. He nuzzled his nose into her, in that tender spot between the ending of her leg and the beginning of her sweet feminine treasure. Russell loved the softness of the hairs that flourished here, loved the home they’d made for themselves. He brushed them against his cheeks, feeling the light touch, against his lips now, feeling the desire in the ends of each one.

Russell pressed his lips into her now, their warmth mingled to produce genuine heat now, and it threatened to boil over deep inside Russell.




He backed off, long enough to breathe in deeply, breathed in her aroma and softly plunged in once more.

This time his tongue obligingly parted her lips, parted them, and glided upward, slowly, deliberately edging towards her sensorial button. Feeling it begin to rise beneath his tongue, Russell slowed to a stop, retreated a few centimeters and sharply flicked his tongue.

 

[ranajja]

Callai cried out, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of his tongue on her clit, the vulnerability of her wide-spread legs, her skin on fire…her nipples hard on soft round breasts…

She turned her head, searching, eyes wide, hungry for the sight of …Lillith…knowing she was there, in the shadows…burning…calling…

Licking her lips, Callai returned her attention to the ruggedly handsome man, who seemed to be immensely enjoying himself between her legs…ohhhh, he was wickedly good with his tongue…

Callai could feel Lillith’s eyes on her, could feel her eyes caressing her body…with one hand, Callai gently, but with increasing firmness, caressed, pinched her own nipples…with her other hand, Callai reached between her legs to the rough curls of his head…and grabbed a generous handfull…gently pulling, guiding…rolling her hips against his mouth, guiding him deeper, to the most sensitive spots…groaning, shrieking…begging him to never stop….


[Edited by ranajja on 11-23-2000 at 09:42 PM]

 

[DriveSouth]

Russell could sense the vulnerability of the Callai as she strained to spread her legs for him - inviting him deeper.

His tongue was persistent, licking, flicking. His lips sucking, tugging her lips, her clit. Her passion grew, her desire for more grew she moaned with desire and he replied in kind.

She held him by his hair and pressed him into her sensitive swollen petals and he gently pressed back, grinding his face into her, pressing into her wet passion laden pussy.

Once more gaining control of himself, he backed off for a breath and resumed, slowy with the gentle advances of his tongue, parting her lips and probing deeper he looked btween her soft round breast into her liquid eyes..........

 

[ranajja]

Callai felt him pull away, could feel his warm gentle breath on her sensitive skin…her breath came in short hard gasps…her eyes locked onto his…

To abandon herself, her most intimate self, to this handsome nameless man…she could see the desire in his eyes…

She sat up, her eyes never leaving his…with both hands, she reached between her legs. She could feel his breath, hot, sharp, against the backs of her fingers…with the tips of her fingers, she felt how hot, how wet, how soft, how smooth her pussy felt…

She reached for his face, and gasped as he quickly, hungrily sucked her fingers…

She bent to him, her hands gently on either side of his face, and kissed him…

 

[ranajja]

Tongue to tongue…the taste…soft, distinct, the taste of her sex on his tongue…

His lips, soft and firm, tugging at her lips, capturing her mouth, insistent, probing deeper and deeper. She loved the taste of his mouth, the feel of his tongue, that wickedly good tongue that had pleasured her clit soooo well…

She groaned as she felt his fingers lightly stroking the outside of her thighs, her hips, her waist, gently stroking, as his tongue now pleasured her mouth…

 

[DriveSouth]

Russell's finger tips traced up along her hips and waist. He slowed at the base of her tit, that sweet little mound that beckoned for his touch.

His touch brought a rise to her nipples, they stiffened as he moved closer to the right nipple. Finally he touched it and it hardened in his fingers.

His kisses intensified with her arousal. Her back arched and forced her breast against his hand, sending those lovely little shocks, jolts crotchward.

 

[ranajja]

Callai gasped, arching her back as his fingers deftly teased her nipples to agonizing hardness. Ahh, was there nothing this guy didn’t know how to do? Callai didn’t care what his name was anymore…she just wanted him, all of him…

She broke the kiss, pushing her breasts against his hands, toward his mouth…wanted to feel that tongue, those lips on her nipples….

 

[DriveSouth]

He sensed her need for his mouth, his tongue and obliged. as she broke the kiss and pressed into him, he slowly moved down towards her nipple.

As he moved down, he also moved atop her, moved between her legs, face burried in her breast. She now arched her hips and mashed them against him as he sucked each nipple.

In turn, he attended both nipples. Now he pressed them together, pushing the nipples close together, one to the other, taking the next onr into his mouth before she could recover from the first.

 

[ranajja]

Callai felt him nudge her legs apart, sending shocks through her body as she felt his rock hard manhood rubbing against her mound. She moaned again as she began to grind herself against him, feeling his hardness against her...

Then his lips, ah, his tongue, his teeth on her nipples, one after the other…Callai cried out as the attention to her nipples and the insistent pressure against her sweet, sensitive place caused her to go over, sweetly, as she yearned for more….more…

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

She could only watch and grin at the two...watching them succumb to every carnal desire they possessed in thier human minds. ...She loved it...loved watching them fall victim to the very desires that had spawned from her own body...in millennia long since passed. An age-old weakness that every mortal falls for at some point in thier lives. She relished in the moment, watching the two strangers give in to thier every whim and deepest desire. ...But..the time for watching now had drawn to a close. Lillith silently slipped from the shadows where she had observed...soft, smooth hands moving to the shoulders of the man as she gently...yet firmly...pulled him away...husky, sensual voice speaking once again.

"You have had your fun with her for now, my dear." ....A twinkling, dark gaze goes to Callai, and Lillith smiles to her..as if saying "And so you are teased, so mercilessly." She then looks back to the stranger....eyes upon his...those deep, fathomless orbs of pure violet seeming to just draw him in...every ounce of his soul and mind..and give nothing, nothing in return save for the feeling of deepest, darkest desires unspoken in the fathoms of the human mind. ...

And thus, Lillith...or Lilith, Lilitu...the Dark Lady...The Mother...so many names has she had throughout the centuries. ...So much time has she seen pass beyond the walls of her ancient home. In the very room they now stand...she had shared her bed with countless men and women...all of whom experienced a passion and desire so great, so wonderful..so completely undeniable and thouroughly bereft of description that they never returned to their previous lives..and instead chose to become a part of the Dark Lady herself...to bask in her greatness, and become one with the deepest, darkest desires that her mere name seems to whisper.

She took the stranger into her arms..wings slipping tightly about him..bringing him close...as her lips hungrily slipped against his own...her tongue pushing its way aggressively into his mouth. ...A thrumming desire could be felt in her...as if her entire body were just barely containing something greater than any human mind could possibly comprehend. .....The embodiment of lust, passion, desire and sexual release...all wrapped into the body of one woman...one being...for Lillith has no true form, but many.

She could be that woman you glance at as you walk down the street...the one who seems so unimportant but whose visage stays in your mind forever. ...Or she could be that nice man you accidentally bump into on the subway...who only smiles and gives you a soft nod as you apologize...then go on your way through your life's daily routines. ..His face, too, stays in your mind for years to come.

She could be the actress you see on TV, whose grace and ability are beyond doubt, beyond question. ...Or she could be the simple waitress who you talk to now and again when things aren't going well in the domestic circle...who serves you coffee and accepts your meagre tip with a gentle smile.

She could be the bum sitting in the gutter...the whore you see on the street corner. The businessman walking down the street in his new Armani suit...or the housewife with the armful of groceries and one too many kids. She could be any or all of those, and more...for she has no real body...no real name save the one that she whispers to those who happen upon her in her most natural of forms...the form that now holds the strange, unknown man in its arms....the form which is now kissing him deeply...the form whose wings are tightly about him.

Lillith...whoever...whatever she is...there is no mistaking it....she is lust...she is beauty...she is desire and passion...she is the deep, carnal desires that so many of us are so afraid to admit to...the absence of every inhibition that keeps us from living our lives the way we wish we could.

Lillith's lips are sweet as Ambrosia...and her embrace more heavenly than an angel's. ...But angel she is not..for she was spawned of sin, of dark temptations.

She brings the man ever closer to her...pressing her wanton body against his. He can feel the warmth emanating from her breasts...feel her heartbeat...smooth and steady..deep within her chest...hear her breath...feel her thighs as they flex against his own....feel the searing warmth between her legs as her passions flare....She breaks the kiss, all too soon....and wordlessly kisses his neck...her lips locking over his skin.....

 

[DriveSouth]

Her pleasure was not going to be concealed, not going to be stopped. Callai’s body had plunged over the edge, orgasm had spread over her like a flash flood and now the petals of her feminine flower begged for attention, begged to be the center of his attentions.

Lillith stopped him from pursuing the object of his desire. Stopped him from diving completely, head long into the center of Callai’s desire.

Russell's senses were reeling once more. From over stimulation no doubt. But he had long ago decided to "go with the flow".

Lillith did not need much effort to get Russell up and off Callai and out of the bed. In fact, none at all, Russell was completely under the spell that she had cast. He stood and kissed her, or rather, was kissed by her. Lillith’s probing tongue invaded his mouth and seemingly searched it fully. She played with his tongue, his lips, sucking, biting…

The taste of her mouth filled his senses intoxicated him. Lillith pulled him closer to her, hiding him within her wings. Like being cocooned, he was transported to worlds away. She broke the kiss and proceeded to kiss, suck, bite his neck. Russell’s knees weakened and collapse was not far.

Lillith’s ministration soon moved on, down his chest and teased his small brown nipples to exact little points. Russell shivered with pleasure as his secret desire was filled, Lillith toyed with his sensitive nipples Russell’s thoughts spiraled, a whirlpool of pleasure.

Lillith continued down his body, pressing herself tightly against him. The stiffness he sported ran the length of the valley sandwiched between her firm, taut breast. Her head tilted back just in time to allow him to see his hard member mushroom from between them. Closing his eyes, Russell held her tight to him.

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

She enjoyed watching his reactions to her attentions...loved seeing the look on his face as she slowly slide down him..placing his thick member between her breasts and gently squeezing them around it. She loved feeling him pull her closer when she did...and a grin came to her lips as her eyes left his..head tilting down, red lips gently pressing to the crown of his manhood and giving it a soft, almost affectionate little kiss...hands slipping up to gently press to his buttocks and squeeze them...tail slipping about his thigh and curling about it tightly and firmly...as if letting him know there'd be no escape from her.

Glancing up at him, she noted his reaction...then bent her head to kiss it once more, keeping it firmly pressed in the valley of her breasts, nestled against her sternum. Her lips sank further over it this time, however...the crimson gates parting to allow the head of his manhood to gently slip past them...only partly inside...giving a soft suckle. ...But...this isn't what she wanted. ..No....first shell tease him. She pulls her lips from him, and stands...grinning at him as she simply steps away...and over to the wanton, desirable body upon the bed. ...This...-this- is what she wants. This is what she's been needing all these years. ..Not the woman's body...but to hear the voice of Callain within her head. ...By holding her, making love to her...she would make love to and hold him as well.

She climbed up onto the bed, crawling over it to rest over Callai's form...hand coming up to gently wipe away the sweat from her brow.

"Sweetest Callain...I know you can hear me. ...I know you can see me...feel me. ...I've wanted you, so badly...thought of you ever night and day since our last wonderous meeting beneath those stormy skies. ..I haven't been able to get you out of my mind...your angel's body and devil's kiss. I want you..need you once more...."

She whispered to her...to him...as her hands travelled over the woman's face and neck, gently caressing her as her sweet words spread forth from her crimson lips. "Callai....you are so lucky to experience the love...the lust...the passion between two beings who are as old as time itself. ...I desire you just as I desire Callain...you both enchant me..mystify me....and arouse me so deeply that I cannot help myself when either of you are in my midst."

Her tail begins to snake up....travelling along Callai's thigh...brushing softly along it. "...Callai....Callain....I love you both. ..I..." ...She only closes her eyes, leaving the rest unsaid as her lips fall to press to Callai's own...as the heart-shaped tip of her tail cleaves past her fleshy gates and into the silken warmth within...

 

[DriveSouth]

Russell stood there, solid, pulsing in his hand - not believing his luck - both good and bad.

He'd yet to to reach his climax, the bad luck.

Now he stood there, with two lovely female creatures, embroiled in a display of passion, pleasure, the good luck.

Lillith spoke in hushed tones, but she spoke to him, he wasn't sure he'd actually heard a word, but he had felt them all, as if meant for him. He was filled with lust, love even.

Lillith moved to Callai, touched her softly, felt her softness with finger tips, with her lips.

He sat back into the chair and took his stiff member in his hand and squeezed it tightly. Russell's eyes were locked. He watched as Lillith's tongue as it teased and ultimately invaded Callai's pink lips. Her hands travelled the length of Callai, pausing at the right places.

They paused at her sensitive underarms, just long enough to bring gooseflesh and hardened nipples. Hard nipples call for the attention of her hands and soon go it. Pinching, rolling, tugging, her ministrations din't go unnoticed.

Closing his eyes in order to regain some level of self control, he squeezed himself once more.

Now Lillith's hips pressed against Callai and caused her to arch her back, to silently cry out for more.

Once more it was the tail that had gotten him. Like he'd done time and again, it eased along her firm thigh, again bringing gooseflesh. Callai felt it, felt it's advances, it's probing. She raised her knees slightly, allowing easier access, surrendering herself. Her better judgement. Her inhibitions. Her passion. Her desire.

His eyes met Callai's and at once, he was on the same plane as her, ready to surrender himself. His better judgement. His inhibitions. His passion. His desire. Russell once more needed to close his eyes to distance himself from the sensory overload that was on-track.




[Edited by DriveSouth on 12-09-2000 at 01:54 PM]

 

[ranajja]

been a while, but i can't get you outta my head...

Callai cried out, writhing, moaning in pleasure as she felt Lillith’s touch, grazing along her thigh…almost too much to bear! Her fingers clenched on fistfuls of the silken sheets, shuddering pleasurably at the feel of Lillith’s breath against her skin, hearing her honeyed voice.

Lillith’s touch, caressing her, closer to the fire between her legs. Instinctively, Callai raised her knees, surrendering, opening herself completely. Her eyes widened as she felt the gentle thrust, impossibly filling her—

Callai drank in the exquisite creature before her. Callai was lost in her eyes, her touch, her voice, her lips—moist and sweet.

Callai strained toward Lillith, skin burning at her touch, the fire in her loins stoked higher and higher. She returned her kiss, tentative at first, but wanting more with each touch of tongue and lips.

She was also gently aware of the man, his presence, unexpected pleasure at the touch of his eyes…

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

"Stranger things have happened, before."


Lillith couldn't help it. She was lost...lost in the pleasure, the wild, wanton desire and the lustful abandon. Her eyes close, she drank in the sounds and scents like one imbibing a sip of forbidden Ambrosia. The sensations drove her mind to new heights...took her mind places it had never been before. It was wild...wondrous. She clenched her own hands into the silken sheets below them..gripping them tightly before releasing...her slender fingers finding Callai's own...slipping between them and clasping her hands tightly in her own. Her tail slid in further...so slowly, so gently...like the tentative serpent exploring a new and foreign place. She could feel Callai's sweetness pulsing about her prehensile limb, and the sensations that arose from such nearly pushed her mind away from its roots within reality and float away upon the wings of surreality. Her lips left the other's...slipping away to press themselves to the soft, smooth underside of her neck...hands clenching tighter to her own, holding them tightly. Her body rested against the other's...hips to hips, belly to belly, breasts to breasts.

She gently ground her hips into Callai's, gyrating her own warmth against her parted lips..feeling her own tail slickly entering just a few inches below. This forced a gasp from her lips...she tilted her head back and moaned softly, eyes closed as her raven tresses spilled around her shoulders and upper back like a river of liquid onyx. Her wings fluttered with small spasms...a reaction of thier own from the intense sensations flooding through every pore, every muscle. Lowering her head once more, she breathed through her nose as she pressed her lips now to one hardened, pinkish peak upon her breast...parting them to allow her warm, moist pink tongue to flicker out against it...tease it, flick it...lap at it like a kitten at milk.

Between her own thighs, the fire burned with her yearning...

 

[DriveSouth]

Good to see you two together again...

Russell had had enough isolation.

He eased off the chair and onto the iron bed where the sensations were intensified. Callai lay before him, knees seductively raised, surrendering to passion. Lillith braced on elbows and knees crept atop Callai sending waves like fire rushing over Callai.

Lillith pressed herself into Callai.

Their hips gyrated in sync, like one body in motion. Lillith toyed with Callai’s nipples, gasp escaped from Callai as teeth dug into the hard peaks that had formed on each breast. Lillith’s tongue danced around the nipples, like an aboriginal dance to the gods – the gods of desire.

Russell’s eyes met Callai’s once more, this time it was over the bare shoulder of Lillith who determinedly stirred Callai’s nipples. Her eyes gave her away, gave her pleasure open forum.

Russell moved closer to them. He was being streered by his stiff manhood now and its sights were set. Set on Lillith’s unfilled womanhood.

Lips, labia, puffy, bloated with excitement peeked from beneath Lillith’s tail. Boldly, Russell reached out, fingers gently stroked her, fondled her. He slipped his rigid member against her tail, feeling the fiery touch of her skin. He pressed himself against her lips, feeling the liquid heat on his steel hardness. Lillith wanted more, Russell could read it in Callai’s eyes, like they were one, Lillith called to him through Callai, called for his hardness to invade her nether region, to fill her now.

 

[ranajja]

Held captive by Lillith’s soft but firm grip, Callai raised her hips, grinding herself into Lillith in perfect rhythm. Callai moaned as Lillith ravished her, shuddering as unbidden memories flooded her mind, of Lillith…her touch, her taste…of countless days and nights of lovemaking, exploring the forbidden, pushing the limits…and always hungry for more…a raw insatiable desire for the other…

Almost drunk with passion, Callai felt the caress of Callain’s thoughts against hers, on some level aware of a direct link, of his directing specific memories to her consciousness, each picture designed to heighten, to drive her further, farther…

She could feel his amusement, his desire, flowing through her, quickfire through her veins.

She watched as the man moved closer to Lillith, saw the desire in his eyes as he licked his full lips. She saw him rub against the base of Lillith’s tail, saw her raise it slightly, allowing him access…

Callai watched, fascinated as he thrust into Lillith, “remembering” how it felt, to penetrate Lillith’s incredible warmth…

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

She bit her bottom lip softly, feeling the man tease at her entrance with the tip of his length. She felt her tail lift ever so slightly...felt his caress against it...allowing him enough room to enter. ...She felt him as he slid inside...an incredible feeling...and yet it left her yearning for something more...something only one man could truly sate her desire for. ...But for the time being, it was enough. Her moist silken warmth welcomed him as he slipped inside...gently clasping about his member in welcome as a pleasant rumble started up in Lillith's throat...the deep, husky sound almost like that of a cat's purring. Her eyes slipped closed, and her lips found Callai's once again..devouring them hungrily as her hips continued to gently grind and dance with hers. Her tail thrust in just a little deeper...pushing her to the limits of what she could accept.

She too could see those images Callain was feeding to his...host. She too could feel her desires driven higher and further by them...reliving the memories as well. ...So much they had done, so many times. ...It was several lost nights of incerdible pleasure, unspeakable desire. The writhing of two bodies together...the scent of sweat and sex..the sound of heavy breathing and two hearts beating in tandem. Lillith's hands gently spread Callai's legs apart as far as they could go..and detaching her lips from the woman's, she slowly kissed her way down along her body...along her neck, over her collarbones...over her breasts, where she paid special attention to her nipples before venturing further...further downward, along her shapely abs, over her firm stomach...and still downward, with such slow, incredible ease it was like she was taking her time in appreciating a work of art.

Her lips paused a moment in her soft thatch of darkened hair...kissing her there a few times before moving onward once more...so agonizingly slowly that it seemed it took an eternity before her lips finally, finally pressed against the warm, wet petals between her legs. She kissed Callai's sweetness as if kissing the lips of a precious lover...a touch so soft and gentle it could have simply been imagined or dreamt. ...A moment later, and her tongue followed suit..flicking out with infinite tenderness to run along first the right, then the left side...pausing for one long agonizing moment before licking a slow, steady line straight up through the middle...savoring each inch. Lillith let out a pleasant moan at her taste...exquisite, like the vintage of a sweet berry wine.

Through this...Lillith smiled innerly. She knew, of course, that once she was done with the man...once he had had his enjoyment....his life would end. That was her intention the whole time...but then again. ..Perhaps he'd serve her better as a servant..a slave? ....She toiled over the decision in her mind...even as she could feel the man gently thrusting himself within her...

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

OOC: Sorry it took me so long to get a post in...there's been a lot of things occuring out here. Two relatives of mine had surgery recently...one for her back, and the other for a biopsy to be performed. Aside from that, my brother also had a new baby boy recently..and more recently his girlfriend was involved in a car accident, but no serious injuries. All that said, I'm just letting you two know that I didn't forget about the story we got going on. I do have one post up there from before...and I'll wait till you two get replies thrown in for it before I make a post to coincide. This is just to let you guys know that I'm still around, and still interested in going on with this.

 

[DriveSouth]

Russell thrust slowly, but deeply –

The only way to maintain control he thought.

Once more, he closed his eyes trying to focus on the deliberate-ness of the stroke, trying to hold back through one stroke at a time.

Callai’s eyes drew his lids open and her sharp eyes seem to lock his to hers.

The aching in Russell’s manhood could be fended off no longer if he continued his stroking. As the purple head eased from the slick grasp of Lillith’s floweret, is hands clung tightly to her hips, steadying himself. Knowing his limit, Russell moved.

Callai’s gaze drew him closer to her. His lips slowly closed to hers, gently touching, thounderously impacting his senses. He parted her lips with his tongue – synronized by something unseen. Lillith parted lips as well.

Probing Callai’s mouth, Russell was lost in desire –

Lillith’s probing claimed Callai –

Russell nearly gasped back to reality as Lillith groped for his stiffness.

 

[ranajja]

She groaned in protest as Lillith’s lips left hers, surprised at her own hunger for one more taste of Lillith’s sweet mouth. She abandoned herself to the pleasure--the vulnerability of her widely spread legs, the excruciating thoroughness of Lillith’s gentle exploration.

Although she knew Lillith’s ultimate destination, her breath caught as she shuddered uncontrollably at the first sweet touch of Lillith’s tongue on Callai’s most intimate of places. Desire intensified at each step—the heat of Lillith’s breath followed by the first sweet brush of her lips. Callai’s fingers tightened around fistfuls of bedding as Lillith’s tongue, deadly weapon of seduction, licked her, tasted her, demanded all of her.

And trembling, Callai lifted her hips to Lillith, begging for more. Her lips parted slightly, needing to be kissed as well, and her desire was compounded as masculine lips covered her own, his tongue moving in an erotic counterpart to Lillith’s.

Callai’s mind reeled with the thought of it, this improbable threesome…foursome…

She kissed him deeper as Lillith’s tongue slowly, deliberately caressed her…

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

It was sweetness unbound...passion unbridled. Lillith could feel him within her...pushing in and out...in and out, so slowly, so gently. She closed her eyes with the sweet ecstacy of it all..opened her mind to the conduits of desire that fed through and without her, around her. Her tongue...that sensual serpent...tentatively explored the outer folds of Callai's sweet flower...licking up those tantalizing traces of sugary nectar. She lapped at her like a kitten at milk...giving her gentle, thoughtful strokes with her tongue.

After many eternal moments of this...she fianlly becomes impatient...and that sinewy tongue of hers gently slides into Callai...gently deeper...probing her insides in search of more of her sweet fluids. She felt the nameless man lean over her to press his lips to Callai's..and she reached back, taking the base of his throbbing length into her hand and giving it a soft squeeze...as if beckoning forth the hot liquids within. Her other hand rested upon Callai's soft, silken thigh, gently pressing it away from its other, and dove even deeper into the woman's silken warmth...tongue flickering back and forth like the tongue of a snake.

And, even now, in the back of her mind, she smiles. ...She has them now...all three of them. ....She hasn't lost her touch.

 

[ranajja]

She could feel soft tendrils of Lillith’s hair lightly caressing her thighs, could feel Lillith’s mouth, her lips, her tongue, ohhhh, caressing her slowly, steadily, thoroughly. Impossibly soft, sweet, languid strokes. Hot breath against her intimate places. No hurry, just pleasure, forever the pleasure of this moment—each sensuous stroke urging her closer and closer to her moment of release.

Callai groaned into his mouth at the sudden change of rhythm, more demanding, possessive strokes of Lillith’s exquisite tongue. Ohhh, Lillith wanted more of her, and Callai was unable—and unwilling—to resist…

Callai lifted her head, wanting his mouth, his tongue. Wanted to feel his hands on her breasts, his mouth on her nipples, teasing her higher and higher.

She broke the kiss with a soft cry and panting lightly, Callai let her head drop back as she moved her hips gently against Lillith, in slow, gentle counterpart. Her nipples were hard and ached for a lover’s kiss…