First Class (Chaelisa)

Chapter 10: Snail Mail

Gentle and smooth roaming fingertips trace her abdomen followed by a warm and soft sensation behind her neck. Roseanne feels tender nuzzles and light kisses by her ear, then along her pulse, and landing under her jaw. Now hands are coming back up to the full of her breasts, squeezing with a light graze over her right nipple, it causes her to take a deep breath in and gradually register her rousing awakening. Eyes still closed, the room smells of lavender and subtle candles over charcoaled firewood from the night before. Remembering and recognizing that she's in Lisa's southwest cabin home.

She feels more kisses against her neck, deeper this time with a touch of tongue. Palms pressing harder with more intent, they pull her back against a hot bare chest, cutting the cool air in the small space between. A leg snakes its way over her hips to the front of her right thigh, tugging her legs gently apart and wedging her backside tightly flush with more naked skin.

She can feel Lisa's right hand stray down to the new space created at the apex of her legs. A single finger slides between, stimulating and drawing wetness.

"Mmmm...." sighs Roseanne with increasing breaths.

With Lisa's leg still on top of hers, Roseanne feels another tug at her inner thigh, opening her further. Fingertips brush over her clit and it makes Roseanne want to squeeze her legs closed, but they meet light resistance.

"Mm nm," Lisa hums a gentle no, holding Roseanne's right leg open with her own and now adding her left knee against the back of Roseanne's left thigh.

Roseanne's never been fucked this way before, it's not exactly from behind with her back pressed against Lisa's chest. She wants to turn around, face and straddle Lisa in some way or form but Lisa is holding her just tight enough to message her intent.

The length of full finger now glides along her throbbing clit and Roseanne lets out a groan. Desperate for more friction, she tries to lift her hips, but Lisa pulls her even tighter.

"Fuck Lisa... baby, please..." Roseanne begins to beg, but all she receives is Lisa's warm breath, shushing her against her ear.

"Sshhh, relax."

Hopelessly rocking with Lisa ridiculously snug against her back, Roseanne can't recall ever feeling so aroused, which is saying a lot considering their last few days. Fuck, considering their last few months of sporadic engagements. Roseanne swears she's about to finish from such superficial touches until Lisa slips in, purposefully avoiding the spot to prolong her.

Roseanne groans in pleasure, wanting to clasp her legs shut but meets more resistance against Lisa's smooth calves and thighs. Reaching for anything, Roseanne finds the nape of Lisa's neck with her right hand, fisting the underside of thick brown waves as if she were gripping the back of her own head. Instinctively, Lisa gives Roseanne her left, intertwining her palm against the back of Roseanne's hand and hovering over Roseanne's heart.

Settling into a smooth and comfortable rhythm, each stroke felt insanely good as Lisa paced them. Roseanne could feel Lisa's hips jive against her lower back, the motion was... relaxing.

"Yeah... just like that baby," whispers Lisa with growing puffs of warm air against Roseanne's right ear as Lisa also began breath harder.

All Roseanne could do was literally lay back and relax, minus her clenching walls that Lisa somehow had absolute control of. Working her slowly internally, the sensation was almost unbearable as Roseanne bit down on her own lip, moaning with each stroke barley grazing by what she needed the most.

She can't take it anymore, "Lisa...more..." Roseanne barley whimpers.

Roseanne gets what she asks for. Lisa presses and thrusts in full, pushing Roseanne over the edge so fast that she truly felt like she was falling, over and over again with each cresting wave of her orgasm, screaming. Except Lisa was there to catch her, still holding on with fingers threaded against her chest and fitted against her like a parachute pack, guiding her slowly back down to Earth.