Lusting After You (GirlxIntersex)

Chapter 8

Season 1 Episode 8

Kiana POV

Maybe I was being unduly emotional and sensitive to the situation. But I'm still baffled as to how and why she'd be engaged to a jerk. She is well aware that Jacob Calle is a jackass. I dated the boy for seven months and couldn't make it through the eighth. If you want to know what peer pressure is, look no further than Jacob Calle.

I suppose you could argue that any lady would undoubtedly fall for Jacob Call.

He had that swag for the first two months because he's desperate to charm his way into your trousers, and if you're not an easy female and make him work harder, he starts turning into a little globlin monster.

I let out a long and audible sigh. I forgot I was nude before Stefan since I was preoccupied with my own problems. Her gaze was fixed on my body; I'd been stuck in this stance for 3 hours and was either fighting not to move or yawning in boredom.

"Tell me what's on your mind." Stefan inquired as she stood up and approached me.

"Are we finished?"

"About 10 minutes ago. I was simply looking at you. They referred to it as "observing."

"What's your conclusion so far?" I grin.

"You have smooth skin, and I'm guessing clean pores because there aren't any pimples in sight."

My jaw dropped wide in surprise. I'd imagine she'd go directly to my private parts, given how attractive the lady's private anatomy is.

"Your hair appears to be trimmed; I haven't seen a single split end. Healthy." She murmured as her fingers gripped a strand of my hair, which suddenly slipped through her fingers and bounced on my cheek.

"You're hydrated because your lips are moist and pink, and I'm going to kiss them."

Her massive hand pressed on my chin, my gaze fixed on hers, her long fingers softly caressing my ears.

I deliberately bit on my lips with my teeth.

"I see...what else." Instead of responding, her lips firmly placed on mine, swallowing my lips up and her fingers on my chin tightening. I clung on her biceps to keep from falling off the stool. Her tongue licked my lips before sucking them away. Her muscular tongue forced its way between my closed teeth and claimed my tongue without breaking the sync.

"It's incredibly soft." She drew back, whispering. I reached for my robe to cover up, but she grabbed my hand.

"No, don't." She grabbed the robe and tossed it near the stool. Her lips brush over my chin and down to my silky chest.

"So smooth." She murmured on my skin and then pecked my sweet spots, causing my body to tremble.

"So soft." I peered beneath my lashes as she kneeled down before my wet, moist, and naturally odorous pussy, She gripped the tops of my thighs and leaned in closer.

"So empyrean." Her lips brush across my right leg, then she pecks the other thigh up to my moist region, pulls away, nibbles and kisses the other.

She did this, leaving me on the stool panting and groaning, and before I knew it, the heel of my foot was pressed firmly against her back and her teeth nibbled on my clit.

"So fucking drenched." Her tongue polished off my pussy, allowing it to spring forth juices with ease. My body jerked as the tip of her tongue squeezed its way into my narrow opening. I whimpered, clutching her hair.

"So damn tasty." I watched her lips expand, take a big breath, and cover me completely with her entire mouth. It should be a disgrace if my kitty is devoured in the middle of an art studio.

My clit begs to be foundles with her again with a furious throb as she pulls away. She read my thinking and returned to assaulting my clit; the pressure was too much for me, and I stared in awe as my pussy ejected fluids like a pistol, my body jerked out of control, and her tongue continued to devour me.

"I'm so damn full."