CAM4 Erotic Stories #2: Tantalizing Tongues

Erotic Stories combines written storytelling, narrated video, and social discovery. Each week we will publish curated stories authored by real content creators from CAM4.

Tantalizing Tongues
by Laura Desiree

It was another boring work function. I had already stayed too late. Too much booze, too much small talk, and way too many pantsuits. I stepped up to the bar to order the martini that would hopefully send me on my journey to a delirious abyss. As the bartender released my drink to me, a stranger’s fingers came to snatch it away. I looked her in the eye and then down all the way to the floor; I couldn’t believe how tall she was. Dressed in a tight black suit, blouse unbuttoned low enough to confirm she was braless, I couldn’t look away from her chest and the way her nipples swung sharply at attention beneath the sheer material. She was like a gender-bending star of the silver screen from a bygone era, the kind that could make smoking look desperately irresistible. She remarked at how grateful she was for the open bar, grinned, swiped her hand through her slick black hair, and sipped from the drink I had ordered. She swallowed it whole, and with a shine of vodka still on her lip, she winced as the punch of it kicked in. There was a look of pleasure too. I wondered if she made that face right before climax.

It only took us thirty minutes and a couple rounds to get through basic introductions, and lay the groundwork for some entry-level flirting. She was a guest at the function, a coworker’s date. I could tell she hadn’t been played with the way she wanted that night, perhaps because I was feeling the same way, and every hint I dropped about being restless and horny, she volleyed back with enthusiasm and a step closer to me. Suddenly we were whispering to each other some heavy desires. Her date approached us wanting to check-in. He was one of my superiors. She was un-shook by his interruption and remained fixated on me. He had come at a horribly inconvenient moment as we were deep into describing our favourite sex toys and the sensations that got us off. It was a break in the heat between us. I excused myself to the ladies room.

I washed the soap off my hands and placed them, wet on the back of my neck, closed my eyes and rolled my head shoulder to shoulder. Before I could turn the taps off, her body pressed up against the back of mine, she pinned me to the sink and washed her hands under the running water. We stared at each other through the reflection in the mirror and she pushed two of her fingers into my mouth. My tongue parted her fingers and my lips sucked them on their way out. Our mouths found each other, then her left hand slipped into the front of my shirt with a squeeze to my breast and a twist to my nipple. I moaned into her mouth as the ache from her grip sent electricity through me. My panties were sticking to me when her fingers got there. She tugged at my pubic hair and it was enough of a tease to make me shake. I had to taste her.

We burst through the door to one of the stalls. My hands were racing up her shirt to finally touch her breasts. They were warm and firm to the tip. Her hand was down the back of my pants, clawing my ass. On my way to my knees, I chewed the flesh beside her nipple and then dragged my tongue over it. My mouth wanted to be everywhere. Looking up at her, our fingers tangled as we fought to unfasten her pants. Once her slacks were around her knees, she pulled my face into her pussy. I drank up all of it’s juice, she used my face as her own personal rubbing post. Her pussy was puffed and rosy. She held me from the back of my skull and with my nose working her clit, my tongue dug as deep inside of her as it could reach. I could feel the walls of her pussy squeeze my tongue. I needed to come up for air, but I could feel she was close. I moved my tongue to her clit and flicked and sucked it, she was roaring under her breath and buckling at the knees. In the final throes, she soaked my chin. I gasped under her in my first intake of air, dried my mouth in my sleeve and pulled myself up. She was sliding her pants back around her hips as I reached for the stall door. She grabbed me by the waistband and said we weren’t done yet, reminded me of the mystery women have in their favour when they go to the ladies room together.

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