Sensual

She had just gotten back from a distraction, the red dress she was wearing was a bit too short and a bit too flowy, meaning that she was flashing her red thong with every other step. She laid her keys on the counter and took a deep breath. It had been a long day.

She felt a presence behind her, a shiver ran down her spine as she turned around. Jeanne Ellen. She let out a gasp of surprise as she saw the dark brooding passion barely contained in her eyes.

Jeanne's face moved closer, slowly, steadily, as if approaching a wild animal. Steph had enough time to turn around and run, yet there was so much passion in those eyes that they held her captive. Another breath and their lips were touching. Just touching. Steph could no longer resist and leaned forward, giving into the kiss. She was surprised at her own desire.

Stephanie put her arms around the woman and pulled her closer into the kiss and into her embrace. Their breasts were pressed against each other making them both gasp. Jeanne's hand moved lower until it was between the juncture of her thighs, not touching, not teasing, just there. The heat of it out of reach.

Jeanne moved her other hand up, sliding the flimsy straps of her dress down and letting the dress fall. Stephanie's hardened nipples came into view as Jeanne moved away, leaving her bare but for her red thong. Aqua eyes met ebony, eliciting a need so deep that both women had to take a step back.

Jeanne still dressed, unzipped her leather jacket and let it fall. To Stephanie's surprise, she was wearing a soft pink silk top underneath. Steph moved forward, as if in a haze and stopped her hands, instead, she reached underneath and removed her bra, with an ease only brought by experience. Steph then unzipped her leather skirt and pulled her panties down, not letting her step out of them. Her hands them moved up and twisted Jeanne's nipples until their hardness was visible through the silk top. She leaned down and sucked on the left peak, biting it through the top. Harsh breathing and clenched hands were her reward. She then reached down, and without any foreplay, stuck a finger up between her legs, and into her wet folds, then added another and another and another. Jeanne, unable to control herself any longer started moving, but was stopped as her right nipple was abused by quick fingers.

Steph started slowly moving her fingers, in and out, in and out. The climax building so slowly, it could be considered torture, and just when she thought that she might find relief, everything stopped. Steph showed her wet fingers covered in juices and smirked at her. Unable to resist she moved closer once again and licked them off. Her reward was another grin. She was then pulled into a gentle embrace and led to the bedroom. She could finally have what she craved as she dove into the soft haven of Stephanie's folds, licking and biting and sucking. It was never enough, and so very addictive. As Stephanie reached her climax, Jeanne reached up and kissed her on her lips, marvelling at their softness.

Steph once again reached in and explored Jeanne's wet folds, marvelling at her whimpers every time she was denied her climax, until finally she let her fall, and stayed right next to her so she could catch her. The two women, sated, fell into a restful sleep, cuddling into each other. Each amazed by the other.

AN/ SO I know this isn't a babe story, and we all know that I never write cupcake, but I wanted to try my hand at smut and well I'm currently questioning my sexuality… Anywho, please don't leave any horrible homophobic reviews, because that would break my heart and my faith in humanity. I really just wanted a new perspective on Jeanne Ellen. I hope you liked it. Ok bye