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Female that writes Erotica/Smut short stories. These are FICTION. Some contain dark and possibly triggering content for some. I do not condone the actions in some of these stories. Again, it is FICTION.

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Ella and Blair [ 3 ]

*commissioned*

Sitting at the table Carrie is to my right, Ella, across from me. 

I smirk playfully between bites of my salad as Carrie doesn't even pay attention, talking to us while she scrolls through her phone. 

I watch Ella's eyes widen as my foot slips across hers and over her ankle and up the inside of her leg, along her calf, I stroke it with my foot. 

I take pleasure in the way she stops chewing, the way her eyes bulge at me with a warning look, at how soft her legs feel.

She shifts in her seat uncomfortably as I let my foot slip up even higher, she closes her legs tight and my foot is trapped between her knees. I grin and casually take another bite of my salad, as push my foot forward, up between her thighs, her eyes bulging even more as she sits across from me at the small table. 

I stifle a giggle and bite my lip and then chew my food as I cock a brow at her, she darts her eyes to Carrie who is still looking down at her phone telling us about some bullshit to do with drama between two girls she knows. 

Ella gives up, not wanting to make it obvious something is happening between the table so she stops fidgeting, stops blocking my foot and I grin happily as I feel her spread herself for me under her dinner table. 

She's flushed and holding her fork licking her lips as she stares at her plate, ignoring my playful gaze, she tries to focus on not reacting as my big toe pushes against her panties. She jumps slightly and I grin as she looks at me with wide surprised eyes. I can't help it, I smile wide and cock my brow as I push my toe against her pussy through her panties, and wiggle it side to side just  bit, massaging where I know her clit is. 

I watch her chest expands as she inhales, holding her breath, the grip on her fork tightening and she bites her lips together. I keep going, rubbing her fucking panties with my god damn toe. I slide my toe down and her eyes close for a moment as it pushes over her pussy and into her panties. I see her lean back slightly in her seat and am so fucking turned on at the way I feel her spread her legs even more under the table. 

God, am I really going to toe fuck my friends mother under the table while she's right there?

I bite my lip and we both take another bite as Carrie looks up for a moment as she talks, my toe pausing. Ella nods to Carrie, and so do I, neither of us really sure what we're agreeing to and then Carrie goes back to pushing along through her phone and gossiping and my toe goes back to pushing against her mothers cunt. 

I slip my foot to the side and push my toe against the side of her panties, hooking it underneath them and then, grinning when I feel her bare pussy with my big toe, and push it against her. Her eyes widen even more and she gives me eyes that beg me to stop. But I don't, I feel her wetness on my toe and push it between her lips further, right against her hole and I watch her take a sharp inhale of air. 

She drops her fork and I smirk as Carrie looks up as Ella fumbles to pick it back up clearing her throat.

I slowly slip my foot away from between her legs and back to my side of the table as Ella makes a random excuse, and nervous laughs. 

"Well...I have to go get ready for work" Carrie says, picking up her bowl. 

"Are you coming back over when i'm done?" she asks. 

I nod. "Or if it's alright, I might just stay here, chill out and wait for you" I say. 

She shrugs.

"Sure" she turns and brings her bowl back to the kitchen, rinses it. 

"I'm gonna shower real quick and get dressed." she yells to us and we hear her run up the stairs.

"Blair!" Ella scolds me in a whisper as soon as Carrie is out of ear shot.

"yes?" I say playfully and set my fork down, pushing my chair back.

"You can't just do that while she's right there!" she whisper yells.

"Ok." I say. "Well can I do it now that she's gone?" I cock my eyebrow and her eyes widen as I slip to the floor from my chair and crawl under the table. 

"Blair! No!" she whispers, lifting up the table cloth and looking down as she tries to scoot back in her chair but my hands are already sliding up her legs, lifting her dress. 

"Ella...please?" I say looking up at her as I kiss the inside of her knee and push her dress up over her thighs. 

"Scoot forward for me" I say with a grin. She shakes her head. 

"Scoot forward Ella" I say, my voice more firm as I stare up at her and cock my brow, daring her to tell me no again. 

"Blair...Carrie is right upstairs." she says.

I grab her right below the back of her knees and pull. The chair scoots forward, but her ass slips forward on the chair too and I grin as she gasps almost falling out of the chair. 

"Mmm" I say pushing her dress up, exposing her panties, which are a plain black cotton panty. 

I push the tip of my finger against her slit through her panties, starting at the top and dragging it over the perfect little crease her lips make in the fabric. She gasps and I smirk as I look up seeing her head go back as she curses and shakes her head then looks back down. 

"When is the last time someone touched you Ella?" I ask dragging my finger down over her slit again.

"Awhile" she says and she bites her lip and I grin when her legs relax, spreading open further, offering herself to me. 

"i bet you taste so fucking good" I say with a grin as I watch my fingers trace the slit in her panties and she moans slightly. I look up at her.

"Does your pussy taste good Ella?" I ask with a grin and she looks at me swallowing hard. 

"I-I think so" she says. 

"Mmmm, why don't we check..." I say, and without taking my eyes off hers, I let my middle finger tug her panties to the side and I push it right into her. She gasps, her hands bracing towards the back of the seat of her chair, behind her ass.

I bite my lip and grin, not yet looking at her pussy , but fingering her, feeling how fucking wet she is, how warm she is. 

"Blair" she whispers my name.

"Hmm?" I say as I slide my finger out and then slip up between her legs, my tits against her thighs then her stomach as I slip up and put my middle finger to her mouth. She parts her lips and I slide my finger into her mouth. She takes it. Wraps her lips around it and sucks.

"Mmmm, good girl" I grin and love the dynamic of somehow dominating her, even though she's more than twice my age. 

"Is it good?" I lick my lips and she nods. I grin and slide up, pushing the chair back slightly and then I sit on her lap, slowly straddling her. She looks up at me.

"I think once Carrie leaves...I need to take you to your bedroom and let you feel a womans tongue on your pussy.." I say. 

Her breath trembles and I lean forward, she looks up at me as I sit on her lap and I grin. 

I push my mouth close to hers and breathe against her lips , I can smell her pussy on her lips and I moan slightly, trying to fight the temptation to kiss her, to taste, wanting to wait till I have her alone to experience her. 

"Blair" she whispers my name.

"Ella" I say back my hands slip on the sides of her neck and then up to her face and I can't help it. Her eyes are begging for me to kiss her, and the fact she might want this just as bad as I do, makes me wet, makes me need her. 

I flick my tongue over her lips and then kiss them and she whimpers, and it turns me on even more as her hands place themselves on my waist as I sit in her lip and start to tongue her mouth, tasting her, sucking her tongue and then pushing my lips hard to hers, both of us moaning. 

"I can taste you." I say my voice strangled with need to go straight to the source. 

"Have you even been with a woman?" I ask her.

She shakes her head. "No" she breathes. 

I kiss her again.

"I'm going to spread your legs, and devour your cunt Ella" I say. 

She whimpers, and it's so fucking desperate for what I'm promising, so needy that I grind in her lap and kiss her hard to silence her before I do it right here, right now. 

She pants when our lips part and looks at me. 

"I don't know if we should" she says. 

I slip my tongue over her lips, tracing them and then push my tongue past them and over hers, flicking it. I suck her tongue and pull at it and then gently nibble her lip. 

"I'm going to kiss your pussy like I kiss your mouth...trace around the lips between your legs, like I do the ones on your face,...flick my tongue over your aching clit...." I pant into her mouth as she gasps and moans, yearning for more dirty words. 

"I'm going to suck your clit Ella, and nibble it when I want to hear you gasp" I say. 

She is the one to take my mouth , as she pushes her mouth back to mine and kisses me intensely as her hands slip to my back, pulling me to her. 

"Blair, I don't know if I can" she whimpers, and I know she can, and I know she will, because her voice makes no disguise of how bad she needs and wants it. 

The shower is still running and I slip my hands down over her chest, letting her hard nipples rest in the middle of my palm through her dress. She gasps and I kiss her slowly, our tongues pushing back and forth, her sucking on mine, me on hers, both of us moaning our lust for each other into the others mouth. I slip my hands down her breasts, letting my fingertips graze her hard nipples and then I break from our kiss and look down at them. I toy with them through her dress, flicking them running my finger nails over them through her dress, and then I pinch them gently. She gasps. 

"I loved watching you cum last night...and listening to you cum on the phone this morning" I say. 

"And I can't wait to make you cum again, while touching you...tasting you...fingering your hot wet pussy while I suck your clit and eat your cunt" I say.

She gasps. "you have a filthy mouth" she moans. I grin. 

"You like it though." I say with a smirk. "I know it makes you wet." 

She nods. 

"I don't know what I'm doing" she whines quietly. 

"shhh" I hush her. "nobody has to know" 

"No..I mean...I've never...gone down a girl...so I don't.." she pauses and I shake my head. 

"Don't worry about that." I say with a slight smile, flattered that she would consider going down on me. Normally "Straight" girls I hook up with are "takers" , which is okay by me because I'm giver. But seldom do they want to return the favor. 

"All i want to do tonight....Is bury my face between your legs for hours and make you cum so much it hurts"  I say. She looks at me , nodding. I grin. 

"I'm taking care of you tonight Ella." I say and stroke her face with my hands and bite my lip.

"You're so sexy" I tell her. "I've always thought so" I admit and smile and kiss her again. She moans. 

The shower turns off, and we make out as we listen to Carrie move from the bathroom to her room. 

"she'll be down soon" Ella whispers against my mouth. I grab her face as I stand, hovering as I lean down still kissing her. 

I suck on her lower lip and tug gently and then stand up and slide my one leg up and over and then bend down and kiss her again. I smile as she lifts her hand still holding my face, requesting more kisses from her daughters best friend. 

I oblige and kiss her , and kiss her, enjoying her soft, sweet mouth until we hear Carrie's door open. 

I kiss her once more and then let her collect herself as I start to clear the table and bring the dishes to the kitchen. 

Carrie comes downstairs, puts on her sneakers and then walks to the dining room as I rinse the plates in the sink for her mother. 

"I only work till 10, covering half of Jill's shift for her, so i'll be back at like 10:15" she tells me and her mom, she kisses her mom on the cheek, and then runs to the door, grabs her purse, phone and keys and yells back.

"later bitchessss" she giggles and closes the door. 

I slip the dishes into the dishwasher with a smile on my face as Ella says nothing, sitting behind me in the small dining room, and I assume she's watching me. I slip the last dish in and close the dishwasher after adding the soap and start it. 

I grab a washcloth and walk to the table and wipe it down, and I look up at Ella who is watching me, waiting, unsure if she can be the one to make the move, to pull me to her this time. I smirk as I finish wiping the table and then walk to the sink and rinse it, wash my hands, and dry them. 

I turn, hands on the counter, my back to the counter. 

I grin. "I think it's time to spread your legs and have my dessert."

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