KAYLOR Love Story (Lesbian Stories)

KAYLOR Under the Table

[Taylor's POV]

Me and Karlie will have our dinner in a secluded restaurant. After the break up over the phone, we kinda had a 'hate sex' and after that we realized that we don't want to hurt each other while having sex. Karlie said sorry about her night with her ex. I understand her and obviously she didn't cheat on me because we broke up. I forgave her and we're back to being couples again. We know that our relationship now is being tested, so many things to reconsider and reevaluate. She still understands that I need to hide us from the public to protect my image to my fans. That's why I love Karlie, she is so understanding and loving.

We sat on a far side corner of the restaurant. While we wait for a waiter to get our order, I started talking about the 'new stunts' learned by Meredith and we start laughing. My laughing was cut off when I felt her legs brushed on my legs under the table. Karlie's wearing a skirt, while I was wearing shirt and jeans. Her bare legs brushing over my covered legs. I looked at her eyes and her green eyes show some lust.  She smirked then looked in front and back of our table to check if anyone is looking, when she saw that no one is looking at us, she went down under the table. She put her hands on my knees, then she spread my legs. I felt one of her fingers rubbed up and down my slit through my jeans, then she cupped my pussy in her hand and squeezed it. I was shocked by her sudden urges. My mouth opened a little and a quiet moan escaped. Her hands started unbuttoning my jeans and pulled them down. I spread my legs wider and she pulled my panties to one side. She took my pussy into her mouth and sucked on it. I started to breathe heavier. I looked around us. Nobody was looking over at us, and luckily the tablecloth was long enough. If ever someone looked, they wouldn't see that Karlie was underneath the table. Her tongue started flicking over my clit, up and down. I grabbed hold of the edge of the table so I could control myself from moaning loudly.

Suddenly a waitress was standing next to me. I tried to concentrate on what was on the menu as Karlie's tongue lapped at my clit over and over again. The waitress then asked,  "Are you ready to order, Miss? or should we wait for your friend?"I stuttered as I answered her, "Oh, ye--yeah, uh-uh my fr-friend just went to the bathroom but I co-could order so-some seafood pasta f-for us now." 

Karlie had stopped licking my clit, but had inserted a finger inside me and was slowly moving it in and out. I was nervous, I am afraid that our waitress would hear Karlie. I relaxed when the waitress just took my order. I spread my legs wider and tried to come as quickly as possible. Her finger kept slipping in and out of me, her tongue back on my clit, moving in circles around the base. My hips moving uncontrollably. I could feel my orgasm finally building up inside, I took a napkin and pretend I was wiping my face. I gasped into the napkin as my body started shaking, my hips jerking forward involuntarily. As I came down, I took a deep breath and let out a long, low sigh. Karlie reappeared again on the other side of the table. The lower part of her face was completely covered in my juices. 

I wiped her face with a napkin and Karlie said, "That was the best appetizer on this restaurant!". I laughed at her comment then our food came and we started talking again about anything while eating our meal.