jukeboxemcsa: Melissa had just finished locking her apartment door when she saw them–two women, one
jukeboxemcsa: Melissa had just finished locking her apartment door when she saw them–two women, one of them completely lost in the act of pleasuring the other. She was so stunned that it took her a moment to recognize them–she’d seen Brandy plenty of times, but never wearing just high heels and cutoff shorts and a bra. And certainly never on her knees, her lips caressing the most intimate parts of a woman that Melissa felt pretty safe in saying wasn’t her husband.The other woman…Melissa had to think a moment to place her face to a name. She’d met her at the courtyard party a few weeks ago, she lived on the other side of the complex…Rowan. That was it. The woman with the intense stare and the half-smile, who stood a little too close and made every touch last a little too long. Melissa remembered struggling to break free of their conversations. It appeared that Brandy never had.All this flashed through her head in a matter of seconds, but it was long enough for Rowan to notice her. Those deep, staring eyes locked onto Melissa, turning Brandy’s cunnilingus into a sex show for the young woman’s benefit. She bucked her hips lewdly into Brandy’s mouth, and made each and every exhalation into a moan directed right at Melissa. The unspoken invitation was clear, but Melissa wasn’t taking it.Instead, she dropped her keys into her purse with shaking fingers and began walking past them. That meant walking toward them, first, and she hoped that neither woman got the wrong idea, but Melissa was sure it couldn’t be helped. Calling the police, or even the management would be pointless and petty; the two women would just clean up (Brandy’s condo was only a few doors down) and it would be their word against hers if she complained. She wasn’t enough of a prude to start any kind of confrontation over it, even if it was inappropriate. She would just walk past them, not look down at Brandy’s tongue insinuating its way between Rowan’s pussy lips, and get on with her errands.The closer she got, though, the more she noticed tiny details that drew her attention. The tousled hair that suggested Rowan had already experienced at least one orgasm. The glistening moisture on Rowan’s chin that hinted that Brandy was returning a favor. The stiff nipples under Rowan’s black shirt, begging to be touched and teased and sucked. The eyes. Rowan’s eyes. Staring at her. Gleaming with excitement and the promise of so much pleasure.Melissa tried to quicken her pace, but somehow her legs only wanted to slow to a stop. She stared at Rowan, now close enough to hear the slick, wet sounds of Brandy’s attentions to the red-haired woman’s juicy pussy. It was like a soundtrack to her growing arousal, Her mouth watered, and she didn’t know why.Then, after what seemed like hours, Rowan smiled at her. She beckoned Melissa in with a single crooked finger. And as Melissa found her body moving under the other woman’s control, she gently guided Melissa down to her knees to join Brandy in worship.(Like these captions? Want to see more? Visit www.patreon.com/Jukebox to find out how!) -- source link