Amber Loses Control
Date: 21.06.2009
Keywords: Loses, Control, Amber,
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Amber soon found that the ogling didn't come as hard to do as the drawing.
It was the longest two hours of her life. And it also was the worst sketch she had ever drawn. As Maya hopped off the chair (the slightly heavy sway of her plump breasts as she landed on her feet did not escape Amber's attention) and headed to the changing room completely ignoring the discarded robe, the teacher tsked at Amber's sketch. He idly wondered why she didn't do better when she usually was one of the more talented artists of the group. Amber didn't know what to reply, her mind's eye was replaying Maya's confident and shameless nude walk to the changing room, hips and ass swaying to each step, when she felt two strong arms reach around her from behind, wrapping just beneath her chest. Patrick leaned heavily on Amber, forcing her to support him as he teased her in his usual annoying manner.
"Her picture is shit because her head is full of smut, Maya and any combination of both; am I wrong, darling?"
"Sod off, Patrick." Amber jibed back, though she could not suppress a grin of amusement as Patrick made himself heavier and heavier, leaning on her. "Cut it out, you aren't exactly light! Agh! Get off me, you big lech!" Amber could not help laughing as she disentangled herself from her old friend.
"Well, it's either that, or you can't stand seeing someone more fit than yourself. If that's the case you have met your match, I am afraid." Patrick folded his arms across his chest and nodded sagely. Suddenly he grinned. He was cooking up a plan. "Hey, we are all going out for drinks, how about we ask her to come along? I figure she will be coming around regularly to take off her kit and pose for us, so we might as well get to know her better, eh?"
Amber smiled. "Sure. Might as well; I wasn't thinking of doing anything worthwhile tonight anyway." Getting a chance to talk to Maya might also be interesting. It had been a while since she had been with someone and she certainly never had been with a woman as stunning as Maya. The look she had given Amber certainly was suggestive, so it wouldn't hurt to find out more about the uninhibited model.
Maya appeared after a short while, dressed down in ragged jeans, brown army boots, a halter top cropped short to show off her abdomen, and a denim jacket loosely draped over her shoulders to guard against the chill. Amber could not help noticing the model was not wearing a bra, her breasts firm and full stretching the fabric of her top and tenting it up ever so slightly around her nipples. This attention did not go unnoticed by the model who gave Amber a dark little smile, then pulled a cosmetic mirror from her purse, looking into it as she applied some lipstick on herself.
Amber shuddered. It was pink. She could barely stand it. Everything about this woman screamed FUCK ME. The warm tingle in her tummy that had remained for the last 2 hours was becoming something far more damp between her thighs. Helpless, she watched Maya as the model pursed her lips and curled them into a teasing, seductive grin, liking the result of the lipstick on her mouth as she looked at herself in the small hand-sized mirror.
Patrick noticed Maya and started to approach her to ask her out for drinks, but before he could get a single word out, Maya had paced over to Amber and slipped an arm around her elbow. "Let's go then, shall we?" the model grinned, leading ahead and forcing Amber to follow, flustered, puzzled and with only enough time to throw Patrick a look of surprise that was reflected in his own expression. It was certainly hard enough to concentrate while having Maya so close by. Amber could not stop thinking about the fragrance of her hair or the soft touch of her hand around her arm.
"W-wait, go, what do you mean, 'go'? Go where?" Amber stammered. They had reached the parking lot when she got the words out, causing the model to pause and give Amber an smug look.
"Why, your car, for now." Maya replied, the corner of her mouth turning up in a smug and confident grin. "You can drive somewhere, if you like, or we can fuck right here." The grin remained, those smoldering eyes narrowing into a piercing gaze. "Mm. Actually, the thought fucking you right now is making me dripping wet..." she purred, and without another word forced her lips against Amber's in a moist, hard kiss.
Amber's mind reeled, her eyes wide like saucers as the luscious model's lips met hers. For an instant she hesitated. Was this what she wanted? A fling? A one-night stand? Wasn't this the chance of getting laid like she had fantasized about for the last two hours? Her hesitation lasted only a moment and melted away with the touch of Maya's lips. Moaning into the kiss, Amber returned it, mouth opening slow against Maya's as she felt the model reach behind her head, pulling her fingers through Amber's hair and clenching tight a handful so she could force herself stronger against the other woman.
The first touch of Maya's tongue was more then bliss; a silken, wet wash across her lips that coaxed Amber's own slick muscle to come out and play. Soon enough both oral muscles were tangled in a delightfully sensual coil, sharing touch and taste even if their lips did not touch. Amber released a quiet moan, feeling weak at her knees as Maya pushed up against her. The sensations of the confident woman thrusting one thigh between Amber's legs and the feeling of Maya's larger tits pushing and pillowing against her own were driving Amber crazy. She couldn't be doing this! Not in the parking lot, with her friends about to come out!
Yet again, all thoughts about her friend were momentarily wiped out of her mind as Maya ground her thigh against Amber's crotch, mashing the fabric of her skirt against her cotton undergarments and forcing another groan from the woman. Grinning smugly, her pink lips glossy-wet with spittle, Maya pulled back from the kiss, her bottom lip linked to Amber's by a silver strand of saliva that snapped and fell across Amber's chin.
"Dear, dear, dear... you want it BAD." Maya chided Amber and slid a hand down to the spot where her thigh met Amber's crotch. "Your pussy must be soaking wet... what sort of filth were you imagining while you stared at me in class, mm?" She cooed, wriggling her fingers to press against the cotton of Amber's panties, feeling the wet gash of her cunt snugly pressed against the flimsy, thin fabric. Amber shuddered and parted her lips with a low groan. A large stain had already formed, soaking the cotton damp. "Fuck-the-shit-out-of-me-in-the-parking-lot kind of filth, I am sure..." the model continued, pausing to lick the spittle off Amber's chin in a quick flick of her warm, pink tongue.
Amber struggled to gain control of herself. Already she could feel Maya's fingers hooking into the side of her panties to pull them to one side, revealing her cunt, hard knuckles pressing against the tender, damp, fleshy opening. "I... no... g-god... what are you doing to me...?" she moaned. She could not think, but had to. A little ways behind she could hear the loud campy voice of Patrick and some other friends approaching. "Car... over there. Blue Sedan." There. At least she had tried.
"Your car? But why, can't I can stuff my pretty fingers up your cunt right here...?" Maya teased her, and indeed did just that – Amber felt the tip of Maya's digit push into the tight embrace of her wet hole, and another fingertip beside it. Slowly, tortuously, both fingers slid in, forcing space into the tight area of Amber's fuckhole.
Unable to contain herself, Amber felt a loud moan break free from her lips. Maya's dirty words burnt in her mind, fuelling the fire of her lust deeper and deeper. Already she felt the hot liquid trickle of arousal run down the inside of her thighs at the thought of Maya shamelessly fingering her in public. "Mm." The model purred, licking her lips like a hungry little whore. "What a sweet, tight, hot little pussy you have. Bet it tastes just as good."
Both her fingers slipped out at the horny woman drew them into her mouth to suckle dry. She smeared some of the tangy taste onto Amber's lips, who found herself licking at Maya's fingers greedily, feeding off her own arousal. Maya chuckled and led the horny Amber off to her car, simply fishing the keys out of the woman's purse without even asking for them.
"Get in." she told the trembling woman. "I'm going to show you what real fucking is all about." Maya flashed Amber a grin so sleazy it almost sent her over the edge. "Darling, please, we are in your car... feel free to finger-fuck yourself while I am driving. I would help, but I am afraid I must concentrate on the road."
Amber felt herself melt into the passenger seat and for once, let someone else take control. Maya revved up the engine, pulled out of the parking lot and drove them both away.
*****
Amber's memory became a little hazy from then on. The orgy of lust and pleasure that ensued took her body to boundaries she did not even know she had. What made it even worse (or some might argue, better) was that after each act of unimaginable indecency, Maya would want even more. It was as if she had made it her personal quest to push Amber up to her limits and beyond, over and over again.
Like a hell-spawned succubus with boundless lust and sexual hunger, Maya was absolutely, utterly, indescribably insatiable. It was only fortunate that Amber had the stamina to withstand such unending attention from the lusty model. Some distant part of her mind even found an odd humor in the fact that her gym workouts at last were paying off in something other than her looks.
Amber's past partners had NEVER been anything near this... this... fierce. There certainly had been passion, there had been lust, but in a manner, it had all be somewhat controlled, by Amber herself. Most women had been content to let her take control of everything, and she had liked it quite well – it excited her to be in control of others pleasure and she had often been complimented that she was rather good in bed.
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Keywords: Loses, Control, Amber,
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