Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 68

Alice was beautiful; large, hazel eyes with long lashes were the center-point of an attractive, round face with full, kissable lips. Her hair was a thick and full bodied, a raven black that fell about her shoulders. She had been wearing a pinstriped, charcoal blazer over a blue halter top, her cleavage on display. Her hips and butt filled out her matching charcoal pants very nicely.

Alice finally broke the hug, her cheeks bright with excitement, her lips moist. Alice's slim fingers grasped my hand and she guide me to her desk and a chair that lay on the side. We sat down, next to each other and she laid out a binder with property listings. She leaned close to me, her flowery perfume making me a little lightheaded with its fragrance. Our hands kept brushing each other as examined the binder, every touch fueling the fire burning in my womb.

"It's getting a little hot in here," Alice said, unbuttoning her blazer and pulling it off. Her halter top was very low cut, her snowy breasts almost completely exposed. The left strap of a blue-gray, lacy bra peaked out from beneath her halter top.

Alice sat back down, scooting even closer, leaning in so I could not help but see down her cleavage. She turned the page in the catalog and pointed at a cute, ranch-style house while her other hand casually rested on my thigh. Fire burned at her touch, running up my thigh to my moistening pussy and I shifted in my seat, my thighs rubbing pleasurably against my clit.

This is a cute house," I said, pretending to ignore her hand. If Alice wanted to seduce me, I was happy to let her.

"I know," Alice purred, her hand slowly inching up my thigh. "It's two bedrooms and one-and-a-half baths. The perfect house for a young couple." Her hand was higher, pushing under my skirt. "Have you and Mark set a date, yet?"

"A date?" asked, tuming to face her. She was just inches away, her lips wet and red. It was getting hard to think as fire coursed through my veins.

"For your wedding." Her lips were so close to mine. Her hand was Inching higher on my thigh, almost at my pussy.

"No." I said, "we..."

Fireworks exploded as Alice lips met mine. They were soft and

inviting and her tongue pressed at my mouth.

I opened my lips for her, tilting my head to the side. Her tongue was wresting with my own, then pulled back, inviting me in.

I accepted, exploring her

mouth eagerly, playing with her tongue. And her soft hand slid higher, so near the heat beneath my legs.

Alice broke the kiss. We were both breathless and flushed with excitement. "There's this motel," Alice said, carefully. "We could..."

"Yes," I whispered huskily and a shiver of pleasure ran through my body as her fingers finally brushed my wet vulva through my panties.

We rushed out of her office, trying to act normal as we excitedly made our way through her work. "Just going to show Mary a few houses," she told her boss, trying to sound casual. Our lust must be so obvious. He wasn't going to buy the lie. How could he not hear my heart thudding with desire in my chest. We positively exuded desire.

"Okay," he mumbled, and went back to talking with the receptionist.

"Cute car," Alice complimented when she saw my Eos.

"Mark got it for me," I told her and she gave me this knowing smile. "It's not like that, I love him."

Alice paused. "Maybe we shouldn't do this. If you love him, you don't want to ...."

"Do you really want to stop?" I asked.

"No," she said, smiling. "I'm too horny to stop."

The motel was a dive just up the street called the Blue Spruce Motel that offered hourly rates'. The facade of the U shaped building was faded blue siding, paint chipped in may places. I followed Alice into the lobby where two women; a honey-blonde woman wearing a black skirt, blue blouse, and decorative scarf and a red-head in a pale-green, wrap-around dress with a loose skirt were paying for a room with the motel manager.

"Room 11," the manager said, bored, handing over an actual key to the red-head, not an electromagnetic keycard that most hotels used.

"We're not the only ladies looking for some afternoon delight," Alice whispered in my ear.

Alice paid in cash for three hours and we got room 5's key. I held Alice's hand as she eagerly led me across the parking lot to room 5. The room was surprisingly clean, albeit a little worm. Scuffed carpeting, faded walls and frayed comforter on the two, twin sized beds.

Alice was on me the moment the door closed, her lips hungry on mine. I wrapped my arms about her waist, pulling her close to me. Her black hair, silky soft, caressed my cheek and her soft hand stroked my arm, leaving a trail of fire where ever her finger touched. The kiss was different than with Mark. His lips were rougher, more demanding while Alice was soft and gentle. I loved Mark, loved the urgency of his kisses, but variety was the spice of life.

Her hand trailed down my arm and gently stroked my hand. Alice brought the hand up and she broke the kiss and sucked and licked my finger while smiling shyly at me. Her tongue was pink and 11 was transfixed by the sight. I pressed my thighs together, feeling my juices trickle out of aroused vulva, turning my panties into a sodden mess.

"You're so beautiful, Mary," Alice purred, kissing my palm. "I wish I had the courage to do this sooner." This was surprising. I thought she was seducing me was because of my wish. When I made my Pact with the Devil last week, I wished that all women would desire me. How long had Alice been thinking about me this way? "You were just so... radiant today," she continued purring, "I was ust helpless before your beauty."

Her hands trembled as she reached out and pulled my white, peasant blouse over my head. Her hand traced the strap of my lacy, gray bra, down to the cup and slipped her finger inside, brushing my achingly hard nipple. I gasped. Her fleeting touch sent pleasure coursing through my body. My bra was suddenly tight on my body, uncomfortable. I reached behind me and the bra fell away, freeing my freckled breasts.

"So beautiful," Alice murmured, almost in a daze. "I've dreamed about your breasts since you were fourteen." Fourteen? Out of the fog of lust, rose a memory of Alice catching me coming out of the shower, naked. Her face had flushed in what thought was embarrassment. I guess it was actually desire.

She grasped my shoulders and guided me to the bed and, with a gentle pressure, pushed me back onto the bed. She crawled over and started kissing my right breast, licking everywhere, except my aerola and hard nipples. She licked down the slopes, the underside of my breast where sweat liked to collect, up my breastbone between my mounds. She kissed me everywhere. She circled my

breast, coming ever closer to my nipple. When thought she was finally going to reach my nipple, she started from the beginning on on my left breast.

I was so aroused, so horny, when her lips finally, gently, reached my hard nipple, I orgasmed. It wasn't an earth shattering orgasm, but a tiny, pleasurable one that just left me wanting more. Her lips and tongue caressed and pleasure my nipple, making sensuous love to the hard, sensitive nub. She kissed over to my right nipple, and pleasured it just as gentle and tender as my left. Her hand slipped up my thigh, slow and careful, up under my black skirt and found the sticky mess between my legs.

I gasped as her fingers slid through my panties leg hole and touched the shaved lips of my vulva, rubbing through my labia. Alice's wet mouth was leaving a trail of fiery kisses up my breasts, my neck, reaching my ears. She licked and nibbled on my lobe, her breath hot and moist. "So wet," she whispered, slipping a single finger up inside me. "Did I do that?"

"Yes!" gasped as her finger invade my pussy. This was amazing. We could have been doing this for the last five years.

My entire body burned with desire as she slipped a second finger inside me, moving them slowly in and out. Her lip kissed and sucked at my neck and a low, throaty moan rose from within me. Her thumb found my clit, brushing softly, tenderly. I gripped the bedspread with one hand as I writhed in passion while my other hand stretched out, finding her thigh beneath her charcoal-gray pants. My hand slid up her thigh, to her hip. I found the clasp for her pants and fumbled to open her fly, trying to use one hand.

Finally I got her pants open, her zipper down and slid my hand Inside. She wore silk pantyhose over panties and I could feel the heat and moisture of her desire. My fingers slipped into her silky pantyhose and into her satin panties. Her pubic mound was shaved bare. I slid further in and found her wet passion. Alice moaned into my ear as I lightly caressed her hard clit, running a finger down her swollen labia, and then my digit was engulfed by her warmth. My fingers matched the delicate caresses that Alice was performing on my pussy.

"Oh, that's nice!" Alice moaned. "Your fingers so sweet!"

Her lips found mine and we were kissing again, and I drink her passion. I turned on my side, pressing my bare bosom to her clothed breasts. The cotton fabric of her halter top rubbed roughly on my hard nipples. Our legs rubbed together as we gave each other pleasure, running headlong towards the cliff. Alice went over first, her body shuddering delicately.