Kim Pritekel: Passion's Fool

"Sarah, take these off," she panted against Sarah’s lips. Her wife nodded, breaking the kiss only to stand. She quickly pulled off the extra layers, leaving only her corset and outer dress on. She stepped out of the pile of billowy material, and returned to Fallon’s lap.

"How’s that, my lord?" she asked into Fallon’s mouth. In response, the warrior reached down until she felt the warm skin of Sarah’s lower thigh.

"Wonderful," she whispered, liking the smile she felt at her answer.

Sarah could feel the hardness of her husband’s excitement, and it flooded her with warmth and fluids. She felt the hardness pressing urgently against her swollen sex, only separated by the leather of Fallon’s breeches. Her hips began to move of their own accord as the kisses deepened. She gasped when she felt the warm wetness of Fallon’s tongue brush against her own. She responded by caressing it, causing the fire to rage near out of control.

Fallon could feel Sarah rubbing herself against the phallus, and this was almost her undoing. She quickly reached down and unlaced her breeches, feeling for the ‘manhood.’ Once it was in hand, she brought it out, guiding it until she found Sarah’s entrance. Using her hips, she thrust up, filling her in one swift motion.

Sarah threw her head back, eyes closed as she moaned, her hips instantly moving against the invasion. She found her head forced down and a hot mouth taking control of hers. She moaned into the kiss, moving her body so the phallus moved quickly in and out of her. She was so close, the kisses driving her wild.

Fallon for her part was panting like crazy. With every move of Sarah’s body down, the phallus was pushed into her own sex and driving her closer to climax.

Their breath mingled together as they were loath to break the kiss though it was becoming harder and harder to breathe. Finally the waves of pleasure made their decision for them. Sarah’s head fell back as her release took her by surprise, her throat arched gracefully back as she called out. Fallon wasn’t far behind. She thrust up twice more and was taken over.

They held onto each other, breathing heavily, Fallon’s head being pulled against Sarah’s chest, the blonde’s fingers dug into her hair. The brunette could hear Sarah’s heart beating rapidly, and she nuzzled into her neck.

Sarah kissed the top of Fallon’s head, feeling thoroughly sated.

"My wife," Fallon whispered against the skin that was so close to her lips.

"Yes, my husband." Sarah said, beginning to gently run her fingers through the dark locks underneath her hands.

Fallon sighed, inhaling her scent, closing her eyes at the smoothness. Like silk. She recalled the velvety feel of Sarah’s sex.

"How is it that every part of you feels like the finest of materials?" She trailed a line of kisses from Sarah’s chin to the hollow of her throat, dipping her tongue in the small valley. Sarah’s head instinctively arched back, allowing Fallon all the access he desired.

"I know not, my lord," she breathed, her fingers gently pushing the black hair back from her husband’s face, giving him more room to maneuver. She gasped at the feel of a hot tongue dipping lower, dangerously close to the top of Sarah’s dress. She started when she felt the small buttons being released. Looking down, she saw that Fallon’s mouth followed along the line of newly exposed skin.

Blue eyes lifted to meet hers. "May I?" the brunette asked. With the nod she received, she continued. The skin was marvelous. Smooth and warm, growing hotter by the moment. Fallon sighed when she saw the rise of Sarah’s breasts, pushed up slightly from the corset banded with whale bone. She brought her face down, inhaling the creamy skin.

Sarah was stunned as she felt more skin being revealed, then a tongue dip in her cleavage. She yelped, startled. Fallon looked up at her with concerned eyes.

"Did I hurt you, Sarah?" he asked quietly. She shook her head vigorously, not wanting him to stop.

She sighed, wrapping her arms around the brunette’s head when she felt his mouth on her again. More buttons were released and the fabric parted to reveal the soft pink corset. Not sure what to do, she lowered her head and rubbed her face against the course material. She saw the way Sarah’s cleavage spilled over the top of the garment and felt her mouth water.

Bringing her hands up, she ran them up the sides of Sarah’s body, ending when they reached those swells. Sarah moaned softly, waiting to see what Fallon would do. The brunette brushed the material of the dress off the blonde’s shoulders, allowing it to fall to the smaller woman’s waist. Suddenly she felt the desire to see those swells of flesh unclad.

Reaching around the small body sitting atop hers, she took the laces that held the corset together and began to pull.

Sarah’s heart began to race again, her breathing jagged. She could feel Fallon’s hips beginning to move again, and she began to move with it, feeling his manhood inside her begin to gently slide.

Peeling the corset down, then tossing it aside, Fallon took in the incredible sight of Sarah’s full breasts before her. She sighed, bringing her hands up. Never had she seen anything so beautiful.

Sarah cried out softly when she felt those large hands cup her, her nipples hard against the palms. Fallon kneaded the soft flesh, never before experiencing such an amazing feeling.

The blonde’s hips began to move even faster as intense sensations coursed through her body. Hands resting on Fallon’s shoulders, she lifted herself slightly, only to lower herself again, needing to feel Fallon moving inside and out of her heated core.

Fallon brought her mouth to Sarah’s neck, licking and tasting the skin as her hands continued to play with the blonde’s breasts, fingers taking the nipples and gently pulling and twisting. She was shocked at Sarah’s reaction, but immensely pleased. She began to move with the girl, meanwhile continuing to nibble and suckle Sarah’s neck, moving up to her mouth.

Sarah’s breathing was coming faster and faster, and she began to pant into Fallon’s mouth as their pace increased. Finally the blonde broke the kiss, her head falling back as she felt wave after wave of pleasure crashing through her body once again, her body pounding into her husband’s.

Fallon moaned against Sarah’s skin, clutching the blonde to her as she was thrown into an abyss of pleasure.

Trembling slightly, Sarah held Fallon close, feeling the naked skin of her breasts pressed against the soft material of his shirt.

"I should go, my lord," she said softly, her breath finally returning.

"Okay," Fallon breathed, laying a final kiss between Sarah’s breasts and pulling back. She helped the smaller woman back into her corset and dress, then they parted with a soft. kiss. "Good night, Sarah."

"Good night, Fallon." Sarah gave her a small smile, and was gone.

Fallon sighed, running her fingers through her hair as she headed toward her sleeping chamber. Her pants were still unlaced, and she could feel the immense amount of wetness chilling her skin. She looked down at the phallus that stood at attention, remembering the feel of Sarah’s body sliding against it. She shivered.

She could still see Sarah’s breasts and feel them in her hands. As she pulled her shirt over her head and unbound her own breasts, she cupped them, feeling the weight and comparing. So badly she wanted the blonde to see her for what she was – a woman. It was not to be.

Fallon pulled her clothing off, hid the phallus and slipped into bed. She was grateful for the warming stone Charles had placed in it earlier. The coolness of the sheets against her overheated skin brought Sarah to her again. She had wanted to ask her wife to stay with her that night, but knew there was no way. There was so much she had to keep from the beautiful blonde, and she was beginning to feel guilty, hating the ruse.