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Fair warning: 18+ Only!! 😏😏
I know some of you have been waiting for this...
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The tension in the room was nearly too much for Alexa to handle, the only thing keeping her from running away from the excitement was Alcina's half-naked body in front of her. She could admit, she had imagined Alcina naked before, but witnessing it was incredible. Both of them have been wanting this for a long time, and the anticipation is hard to control. Her alabaster skin was flawless, with no marks except on her breasts and upper thighs stretch marks barely visible. She loosened her midnight black hair, letting it fall just below her shoulders. Alcina smirked, noticing the way Alexa was watching her - nearly drooling from her mouth.
The size comparison between them was significant, Alcina towered above Alexa, but that didn't stop her. With her index finger, Alcina gestured for Alexa to come closer. When she was close enough, Alcina yanked her closer and kissed her with such passion, that Alexa could melt. The need for each other grew stronger as they kissed, electricity running through their veins. They became one, two people fused to one, in sync and in love. Alcina picked her up and moved to the bed, laying Alexa down on her back. They were intertwined, trying to touch as much of each other as they could.
"Are you ready for me, my love?" Alcina purred in her ear.
"Yes," was all Alexa could manage, the pool of wetness between her legs only growing. With one swift movement, Alcina pulled her jeans off and ripped her shirt clean off, leaving Alexa lying in her undergarments. Alcina paused a second to admire the beauty of her lover but eagerly moved closer again. With her teeth, she pulled her panties off and threw them to the side. She slipped her hand underneath Alexa, unclasping her bra effortlessly. Alexa's heart was pounding, hardly able to lie still.
"Goddammit, touch me!" Alexa moaned, squeezing her thighs together to try and relieve some of the need.
"As you wish," Alcina whispered. She lay next to Alexa and ran her hand all along her neck, down to her breasts, before moving further down and teased her dripping sex. Alcina leaned in and kissed her feverishly, and slyly slipping her middle finger in, groaning at the slickness of her lover. It did not take much for Alexa to come undone, her back arching as the orgasm surged through her.
"Oh, fuck..." she moaned, and before she knew it, Alcina was on top of her, too eager to wait any longer. She lowered herself to Alexa's mouth, massaging her breasts. Alexa pulled her down, her tongue greeted with exquisite wetness. She sucked gently on her clit, earning a deep groan from Alcina.
"That... that's it..." her breathing became more shallow as her legs spread even more, the orgasm exploding from within. Her legs trembled as she rode out her orgasm, holding Alexa's mouth close to her.
"I need more... I need more, please," Alexa begged, earning a sly smile from the countess. Without saying a word, she made Alexa kneel in front of her in front of the bed before grabbing the bedpost and grinding against her mouth. Her hand snaked around to the back of Alexa's head, grasping a handful of her hair, and encouraging her to go faster. Her nails were digging into her skin, nearly drawing blood. She had never tasted someone so incredibly delicious, Alexa wished this moment could last forever.
After spending an eternity in Alcina's bedroom, they lay next to each other. Alcina lightly traced the massive scar along Alexa's cheek, before pulling her on top of her. Their hearts slowly started to calm down, as they lay in silence, enjoying each other's naked bodies.
"Alcina?"
"Mm?" her fingers were running through Alexa's grey hair.
"I think... I think, uhm... no, uhm, I wish we could stay like this forever." Alexa quickly changed her mind, not saying what she actually wanted to say.
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