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Kristina’s Forgotten Love“See, remember how good I kiss?”Kristina had to admit it felt fine, the woman’s kisses were as good as she’d said — but, really, why was she allowing her to touch her?Kristina’s arms hung limp while the woman moved a hand from Kristina’s cheek to the back of her neck and entwined her fingers in the curly blonde hair.“Remember how everyone would say ‘Rita and Kristina make a great couple’?” the woman asked, her cheek pressing against Kristina’s face.Ah yes, Rita: Kristina was reminded of the woman’s name — but how could she have forgotten it since they’d made such a great couple in the past?Rita’s lips were now tenderly kissing Kristina’s neck. “Remember how passionate we were? How my touch would drive you crazy?”Kristina gasped as Rita’s tongue traced along her shoulder before kissing either side of the strap on her figure-hugging blue dress. Her back arched and her neck craned back as Rita rubbed a thumb on her neck just below her jaw.Kristina had never experimented with women but that fact had disappeared as quickly as her resolve when the redhead embraced her. The memories of comments on what a great couple they made filled her accountant’s brain even as Rita’s touch drove her wild with pleasure.“God, I forgot how easy it was to get you wet,” Rita whispered, kissing and sucking Kristina’s neck and throat. In response, Kristina’s knees buckled slightly and a wet warmth flooded her pussy. “If only I hadn’t got bored of you so easily,” Rita said, a hand clutching Kristina’s waist, “we might still have been together.”For the first time in her adult life, a feeling of insecurity washed over Kristina. With her slim frame and model looks, she’d been able to hook any man Üsküdar Escort she wanted. She’d oozed class from her teenage years and soared through the managerial levels of the accountancy firm because of her brains. Yet, she acknowledged, her progress was also due to her looks and the resulting confidence.“If you’d been more affectionate in our years together, maybe I would not have lost interest and left.” Rita leaned back and looked into Kristina’s deep blue eyes.Kristina considered answering but decided it would be best to show she was willing to change— in fact, that she had changed. She gazed into Rita’s brown eyes then over her cosmetic-free freckled face to her lips. They were thin and looked dry, but Kristina wanted them on hers. She leaned in and softly, seductively kissed them before pressing harder.Kristina’s limp arms came to life and, seemingly with a mind of their own, reached around the shorter woman and pulled her in for a passionate embrace and urgent kiss.When they heard a toilet flushing, Rita pulled away and stood back as Kristina opened her eyes. She immediately noticed that her lipstick had transferred onto Rita’s lips.A woman gave them a nervous glance as she passed from the stall to wash her hands. “Where did that passion come from? Rita whispered. “You never kissed me like that before.”Kristina didn’t want to admit that she longed for Rita’s body and hands to be pressed against hers again. “A lot has changed since you left me,” she said quietly without revealing the pain and anguish she’d felt at that time.The woman gave them another look before she scuttled out of the toilet.“I miss you,” Kristina said.“I bet you do — but you had a stupid Üsküdar Escort Bayan career you wanted. And you were not very attentive to my needs.” Rita’s blunt reply stung Kristina and, at that moment, she decided to correct all her illusionary mistakes. She grasped Rita’s hands and the woman was forced to almost skip on her short legs as the high-heeled Kristina pulled her quickly to the newly-vacated stall.Kristina spun Rita around and closed the door by pressing her back onto it. She locked it without looking, her smouldering eyes never leaving Rita’s face.Hands on Rita’s cheeks, she squeezed gently and Rita’s lips puckered. Kristina kissed her softly then more deeply with every moan that escaped her throat.Kristina tenderly moved her hands from Rita’s face and trailed fingertips over plump curves towards her jeans. Still kissing, Kristina ran those long glossed nails around the waist of the jeans but the material had zero give. Kristina pulled back, smiled, then bit her bottom lip, staring deep into eyes that she could have sworn she’d only just discovered. But that couldn’t be true — Rita said they’d been together years.Kristina worked on twisting and popping all the buttons on Rita’s jeans before tugging them over full hips. “No panties,” Kristina exclaimed.“You know I never wear them. You never did either.”Kristina felt silly that she was wearing panties and even sillier that she’d forgotten Rita never wore them. “I bet it’s that stupid fiancée out there that makes you wear them,” Rita said while lifting the hem of Kristina’s blue dress, exposing her blue lace thong.Kristina suddenly thought that the man she’d come with, the man she’d been engaged Escort Üsküdar to for seven months, was stupid. Sure, he was a doctor, but doctors can be stupid.She hated wearing panties and was annoyed that he wouldn’t let her go commando, The thong suddenly seemed suffocating.“I never forced you to wear them… unlike him,” Rita said, fingering the small white pearl sewn into the design. Kristina sucked in air.“Although I must say, I do like these on you! But you and I look good in anything, even nothing.” Rita flicked the pearl. “Do you remember how amazing I look naked, how glorious my pussy was?”‘God, she was right,’ thought Kristina. ‘She gave me so much freedom and I looked so good without panties.’ With new images imprinted on Kristina’s consciousness, she pushed Rita against the stall wall, turned her around, and tugged the jeans further down. She rubbed between Rita’s legs while pressing her breasts against the smaller woman’s back. Being much taller and slimmer, Kristina found it easy to lick Rita’s earlobe while also sliding her fingertips along moist pussy lips.“Is this affectionate enough?” Kristina whispered. “I’ll show you how much I have changed.” Kristina sucked and nibbled the earlobe as she poked two fingers into the wet pussy.Rita moaned and Kristina, her own pussy moist, was desperate to win her back. She snaked her other hand inside Rita’s shirt and under her bra to squeeze a firm nipple.“You have changed, that feels good, Kris. I’m enjoying this.”Kristina didn’t like being called Kris, but she let it go. She crisscrossed fingers as she thrust them in and out of Rita’s wet pussy, rubbing her palm over Rita’s anus. Then she curled her fingers, allowing her knuckle to rub over Rita’s Grafenberg spot.“Oh yes, fuck yes,” Rita said, her voice muffled as she leaned into the wall.Kristina squeezed harder on Rita’s tit, determined to get Rita off and prove that she’d changed. She decided that what made her feel good, she would try on Rita. The effect was stunning.
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