Read Part 1
Sliding out of my pussy the dildo made a sloppy sound, and I could feel the juices seeping from my body. My head was reeling, how many times will she make me cum? I thought. Feeling Rachel’s lips encircling my clit, the words escaped my lips before I could stop them. “Rachel please! I need a minute.”
“You need a minute?”
“Yes just give me one minute.”
“Scream my name, and I will give you two.”
“I did scream your name,” I said panting.
Rachel’s head lifted, our eyes meeting, “No baby, not like that, you know how,” her head lowered again, blowing against my pussy “you know what I want to hear, I won’t stop until…” she trails off her tongue flicking my clit. My nails digging and clawing at the sheets on her bed. “How does it feel?”
“It feels good, baby you know it feels good, you always feel soooo good GOD”
“You’re getting close, again, I can feel it right here” she said sliding her fingers inside me hitting my spot.
“Ra…Rachel! Right there…YES Rachel!” I screamed as I came again my body a quivering display of weakness and pleasure. Smiling up at me she asked,
“Was that so hard?”
Before I could respond there was a knock on the door.
“Oh girls, I hate to interrupt but you need to wash up for dinner.”
“Thanks mom!” Rachel yelled after her irritated. I could feel the heat in my cheeks knowing Mrs. Rhodes hear us. I pulled Rachel up, kissing her deeply, thanking her for the day. Our tongues playing a game of tag and seek, tasting myself on her lips. She broke away grinning, “To the shower, I want to watch you unravel one more time before dinner.”
“Dinner was great Helen I had no idea Rachel was a fan of Greek food. I have a feeling I am going to learn a lot about her on this visit.”
“Oh if you want stories dear, I have them, “her mother exclaimed clapping.
Charles chimed in “Maybe you shouldn’t be so anxious to embarrass your daughter Helen.”
“Oh but this is my job as a parent, to embarrass her in front of the boyfriend, well girlfriend excuse me.” She giggled.
I was falling for Rachel’s mother already. She was bright and fun loving. Full of life and joy. I could see where Rachel gets it from. I silently wished my family could be so loving, so accepting of this life I’ve chosen. My thoughts are interrupted by Charles.
“So I hear you and Rachel are planning to paint this small town red tonight.”
I glance at Rachel, my eyebrows raised, “painting it red, oh I don’t know about all that sir. I do want to go dancing though. I may be able to drag your daughter onto the dance floor for a few songs.”
“You’re a dancer?” Helen asked placing far too big of a piece of pound cake in front of me.
“Occasionally.” I smile “I wouldn’t call myself a dancer though, every once in a while on the weekend, at special events, weddings and such. I do love line dancing though.”
“Oh Gina, you will have to teach our daughter, that girl has two left feet.”
“Well from whom did I get these two left feet mother?”
“We are not talking about me my dear.”
“Of course not mother.” Taking Rachel’s hand in mine, caressing it with the back of my thumb calming her. She has such a hot cold relationship with her mother, I can’t quite figure it out.
“You girls go ahead and get out of here. I hope Rachel continues to show you a good time Gina.”
My eyes shot to his catching his meaning. “Thank you Charles, I am sure we will have fun.” We headed back to Rachel’s room, and she threw on this green dress, that made her red hair glow. I love touching it, and can’t resist, my fingers are drawn to it. I reach out for it, pulling her head to me again to kiss those perfect lips.
“Uh Uh, I can tell what you’re thinking, later.”
“Promise?” I said threw narrowed eyes and a grin.
“Promise. That blue looks great on you by the way. Now grab your purse we are going to be late.”
“Late for what?”
“That is for me to know and you to find out,” she said as we walked out the door.