EoA 2

*Fuck fuck fuck, Kaci, how stupid can you get?* Her body was quivering, and arms unsure of what to do found their way back to the hem of her black t-shirt where they gripped tightly until her knuckles started to drain of all their color. The soles of her sneakers were also struggling to maintain their purchase as the fruits of her orgasm pooled around and underneath them.

“Should I be disgusted, or impressed?” The woman's taunting echoed several times in quick succession, each repetition carrying an audible smirk. If any more color drained from Kaci's face, she'd have been white as a sheet.

“I… I'm *so* s-sorry,” Kaci finally managed to stutter. Her breaths were shallow and threatened to catch in her throat at any moment. *What is she going to do to me?* she wondered as a hundred scenarios played out in unison, their harsh images projected on the wall of her imagination and burning away at her few remaining ounces of hope.

“You look just like a deer caught in my headlights,” the woman added, voice dripping with enough condescension that it could rival Kaci's pussy. “So tell me,” the woman continued, creeping ever so closer to Kaci's cowering form. “Should I try to slam on the brakes?”

Reaching the limits of how far she could inch forward, the blonde leaned over Kaci, edging closer at a molasses pace while offering a tantalizing view of her ample breasts. Kaci's eyes, helplessly locked with her tormentor’s, read the seductive invitation and accepted her unwavering advance as permission to break eye contact; they darted obviously down the green sundress and admired the bare, pale, swaying globes of flesh.

*Oh my God, they're so much bigger than mine,* Kaci mentally stated to herself. Her imagination was aflutter with scenes of her squeezing and kissing them all over. As a sailor following the siren’s song to their doom, her emerald eyes traced along the smooth, porcelain contours of the woman's breasts despite the realization that doing so meant succumbing to seduction.

Down, down her ravenous gaze traveled, and desire grew in proportion as she neared the place where the nubs that would mark the crest of those mountainous breasts were cruelly obstructed by the cotton fabric, leaving Kaci with only frustration.

The two were now within millimeters of one another, and Kaci found herself conflicted over whether she wanted to yield to the warmth of another woman or flee with as much alacrity as she could muster.  However, narrowing eyes and a telling leer made the choice for her, as a pair of rosy lips neared her ear.

“Or, should I just run you down?” the blonde teased, with a measured staccato so devilish that the hellfire of her breath and the sin of her thinly veiled intentions left her captive's face with a burning vermillion glow.

As if she had gazed upon a gorgon, Kaci lay petrified and with her eyes wide with anticipation as the woman in the green sundress slithered atop her and bared her fangs. Into the pillowy, yielding earlobe flesh they sank, and on cue, the playful nibbling drew a gasp from Kaci that was released in a long, ragged sigh that accompanied her eyes rolling back.

It didn't take a second for the woman to maneuver from her position atop Kaci to planting her knees onto the cold, wet tile below. Their eyes met; and Kaci felt in an instant as though the ice blue scrutiny of her aggressor pierced through any remaining pretense that the situation as it unfolded wasn't what the both of them had wanted it to be.

“Melody,” the woman said with a devious smile.

“W-what?” Kaci spat, her brain too overloaded by the sheer number of conflicting emotions she was experiencing to assemble a more elegant response.

“My name is Melody,” the blonde repeated, attempting to add more context the second time around. “I can't very well make you to moan my name if you don't know what it is, can I?”

Melody’s words shook Kaci almost as much as her tongue did as it traced a path along her labia, eliciting tremors and a squeak that slowly evolved into a low throaty moan as the tip of Melody’s tongue found Kaci's clit and rolled across it slowly, intently.

*Holy fuck,* was the phrase that crushed every other thought Kaci had at that moment. Unsure of whether or not she thought it or said it aloud, the auburn-haired girl repeated it, “Holy fuck,” as her hands came to rest upon Melody’s head. The slow, delicate yet deliberate lapping of a tongue across her clit was sending sparks coursing from synapse to synapse and finally coming to rest in the brain, and the resulting reaction was the rhythmic call-and-response of Kaci's pelvis grinding into each pass of Melody’s tongue.

The efforts of the tongue lashing she was receiving had Kaci squirming and whimpering much like she was only minutes before. But it was different this time, instead of the random sensations of a machine performing its function, she could feel the nuanced, targeted sensations of a tongue that was determined to make her do exactly what its owner wanted her to do.

And Kaci obliged, the nebulous form of the first tongue that had ever touched her pussy had a heat flowing from her pelvis all through her body. With cheeks flushed and moans now escaping her lips at a constant pace, Kaci was putting on a show that she hoped Melody would not soon forget. “Fuck, Melody,” she moaned protractedly, smiling internally at her attempt to goad her partner.

Sounds of lapping and licking seamlessly transitioned into exorbitantly lewd sounds of slurping and sucking as Melody hungrily sucked the sensitive button that lay at the pinnacle of Kaci's pussy into her mouth. The sudden, intense electricity she felt prompted her to grab a handful of those blonde locks and hump against the source of her pleasure greedily. Her entire body jerked each time the tip of Melody’s tongue flicked across the little bundle of nerves, and Kaci had found she could not keep her voice in check any longer.

“Fuck, Melody!  Don't stop” Kaci pleaded, her eyes shut tight and muscles tensed. Her groans were starting low, in her diaphragm and working their way up to nasal squeals as they came to a crescendo. “I want to cum on your face so badly Melody! Please don't stop!”

Baring fangs once more, Melody cautiously nibbled onto the little button in her mouth; the resulting pulse of sheer pleasure that ripped through the very fabric of Kaci's being made her voice catch into a series of strained, squeaking whimpers as an orgasm hurtled on a collision course like a meteor primed to destroy her.

Kaci began to lose her sense of spatial awareness as the shadow of orgasmic bliss enveloped her, warm and fluid like the waters of the Pacific; she could feel herself being carried away by the tides of pleasure as each muscle clenched so tightly that they felt as though they were fully relaxed.

The warmth that blanketed her swelled and intensified, growing in proportion to the meteoric approach of her release. Kaci felt herself falling, felt seconds pass that seemed to be minutes, felt that gentle warmth evolve into a boil, then into a volcanic heat that melted her brain away. All that remained was a molten force of pure orgasmic energy, and as it hammered down upon Kaci she could feel herself being wrenched back to consciousness and expelling all of that energy onto and into Melody’s eager mouth.

As quaking settled to quivers and the ragged breaths of climax quieted to a steadier cadence, Kaci's eyelids parted halfway to reveal a panorama littered with pinhole stars. Her mind was still awash with the drowsy warmth of the afterglow, but she still couldn't help but giggle at the sight of the grinning visage of Melody, mouth and chin sticky with girl cum.

With lips pursed and an impish gleam in those ice blue eyes, the gap between them was closed with a tender, sensuous kiss; their lips danced as a feather in the wind, slowly and with an uncertain grace. The tartness of her own juices blended alongside the passion of their saliva mixed a potent cocktail borne of desire that left Kaci ravenous, but much to her chagrin their lips had begun to part.

“Unfortunately, it's time for me to go, Miss…” Melody trailed off, the teasing lilt of her tone bordering on condescension as she none too cleverly fished for a name for her plaything.

“Kaci,” the plaything sighed back without any effort put forth to disguise the sexual frustration with the way their fling had been truncated.

“Miss Kaci,” the name was parroted back with a hyperbolic sigh and a giggle. “Please accept my apologies that I cannot stay to help you clean up this mess,” she continued with a gesture at the puddles of lust that dotted the floor around them.

*Fuck, I forgot all about that,* Kaci mentally sighed with an audible whimper to accompany it.

“But let me assure you, love,” Melody continued with her trademark devilish grin, “if you find my office I will make it up to you. Oh, and make sure you lock the bathroom door next time you decide to play!”