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    Daily, together and apart # 34

     

    Bette felt the blood burn her veins.

     

    Tina´s heavy breath was fuel to Bette´s sexual urge.

     

    Bette let her hand ran freely on the fabric.

    Tina had only the t-shirt and her underwear, a black cotton panty.

     

    “Ohhh, babe…”

     

    Bette dived her hand carefully, softly among the blond´s legs. She felt her pubic hair against the cotton and the wet panties.

     

    The wetness of her lover against the fabric.

     

    The fabric, the wetness disconcerted even more Bette´s senses.

     

    With Bette´s aproach Tina began to move.

    Foward and

    backward.

     

    Bette’s left hand gave up in favor of her own despair.

    She won the edge of Tina´s panties and dived until she found her woman´s wetness.

     

    “Ohhh my fucking God…” Bette whispered. The desire, the crave hitting her sex.

     What happens when Bette invade Tina’s sex? What is that? Was it Carnival? Mardi Gras? A sabbath?

     

    Bette slid her fingers in and out Tina’s pussy.

     

    Tina’s felt the impact of desire and pushed her body even more and against Bette.

     

    “Ohhh…Babe…Mmmmm…!” She was lost at the urge for Bette and insistently put more pressure against Bette’s body.

     

    The edge.

    That ten centimeters from the emptiness no longer exist.

    There was no more ten centimeters.

    Even one.

     

    Bette was caught between her dream and her consciousness. She lost her balance and tried to hold herself on the sheets, her pillow.

    She arrived soundly to the floor. The sheets, the pillow and the desk lamp wrapped with her.

     

    Tina opened her eyes to the distubing sound around her. The harsh movement hitting her body.

    But still, she felt her soul warmed.

    Warmed with the feelings of her desire. She felt the wetness, the aroused nipples, the crave for the affections that only Bette could give.

     

    The blond turned herself to see what was happening, still surrounded by memories of her dream and the disturbing woke.

    While she was moving her body, she divised the room. It was their room. Tina was again inside their room, dividing the bed with her love.

     

    Memories cascaded her.

     

    When she finally became aware of her the situation, Bette was lying on the floor. A childsh look on her face. A light blush in her chicks.

    Comments

    1. Hi there… first ? he he he… well, to me, it’s kind of late in the evening, but you are still in the afternoon of a beautiful sunny sunday (I hope) : here, it was kind of a very wet “rain-day” (the cold kind) and you, Dear, just brought all the “hot” wetness we had in the whole day… I just loved the music you put (you already know that I like Brazilian music, but you can put as much as you want in your stories ;-)) — I must stay, it was ABOUT TIME for these two… and I laughed so much on the “on the edge” comment… I just happen to have exactly the same kind of problem… I can’t count the number of times I ended on the floor, or I had to get out of bed, and go to lie on the other side, to avoid a cold and harsh landing… and I also have to fight to keep *some* sheet and covers to warm up my butt… LMAO… now, can we hope for a 3rd post tonight perhaps ? one from Gudang Guram ?!!… but, please, don’t feel pressured… too much… I just love your stories… I hope you feel well, and that your moving will be as good to your health as it is to your mind and soul… hope to read you soon ;-*

    2. Oh… and I forgot… I also loved the plot from the whole gang to leave them alone together… Alice was just soooo… Alice, and obviously, I wasn’t the only one to think it was ABOUT TIME ;-)

    3. You know, there are few times I am at a loss for words, and those that know me will know that is nearly impossible. However, this is just one of those times. As a writer, I am stumped for the words needed to express how deeply touched I am by your writing. This chapter was absolutely beautiful, tender, moving, emotional, inspiring, naughty, and oh gosh so very very deep. You penetrated my soul once again dear Braz. More please……

    4. i just don’t know how to put it again in words but you just brings very dear and intimate memories and experiences alive: the pushing oh my god i slept for years on the edge and it made me mad at my lover but hey just for a second

    5. That was awesome especially when the gang came up with reasons for not showing at the house. Can’t wait for the evening to continue. Hey, I can fall off the bed all by myself but I would love to fall off because of Tina or Bette.

    6. Hi there my friend that was an incredible chapter i don’t know how you do it, your words and sensations are so captivating, you enchanted me with the beauty of your love that you display in this story, thank you for being the great person and writer that you are, please continue.With all my loveP.S. Don’t let’s wait for so long please.

    7. Excellent update, dear Braz! Plus you included our favorite Brazilian singer: Marisa Monte. Mmmm what a lovely & sexy voice; perfect for getting B&T in the right mood. Hs & Ks – Lucero & Marsha

    8. Damn Jwet loved it so much she had to say it thrice. LOL It’s about time they get closer to some loving! They could always lick the wine off each other, no? ;)

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