Inspired

by Brenda McIntyre

“I’m trying to work here,” Lily said as her lover came up behind her and cupped her breasts. She’d been invited to create a new piece for an erotic art show at one of the small but trendy galleries in the city. But the show was tomorrow, and Lily’s sculpture of a couple engaged in coitus was far from complete.

“Just one time?” Natasha purred in Lily’s ear. “I promise it won’t take long.”

“With you it always takes long,” Lily quipped. “Which is what I love about you. No such thing as a quickie.” The young artist tried to shrug off her lover. “C’mon, I’m tying to work.”

Natasha took Lily’s jaw in her hand and gently turned her face toward her. She gave her lover a long, deep kiss. Lily knees went all wobbly. She cooed softly into the warm kiss. The two had been a couple for nearly a decade, but every kiss felt like the first to Lily. Instinctively her arm slipped around Natasha’s neck. But as Natasha’s tongue slipped into her mouth, she pushed away.

“I have to work,” Lily protested. “The show is tomorrow.”

Natasha stroked Lily’s cheek. Natasha’s long, ebony hair contrasted nicely with her pale skin.

“You’re stressed, darling,” Natasha murmured. “You need to let off some steam. Let me help you cum, baby. Just once.”

“You know I can never stop at one time,” Lily protested. Natasha kissed her again, deeply.

“No,” Lily asserted. “No, baby, I have to finish this.”

Natasha took a step back and tugged at the bottom of her tank top, making it taught. Her nipples threatened to poke through the dark blue fabric.

“Are you sure?” Natasha teased.

Lily threw down the chisel she had been using. “Stop tempting me!”

Natasha slowly peeled her top up, revealing her pierced navel. She kept going until first one, then the other breast sprang free. She licked her fingertip and rubbed it in a circle around her dark nipple.

“Damn it!” Lily exclaimed as a wetness slowly spread between her legs. “You know I can’t resist you!” She stepped closer to her lover. Natasha lifted her breast and licked her own nipple.

“You have to work,” Natasha teased. “I’ll just be going.”

“Just a sec,” Lily protested, putting her hand on her lover’s shoulder. Their eyes met and for a long moment, neither spoke.

It was Lily who made the first move. She stroked Natasha’s hair and moved in for a kiss. She was quick and passionate. She pushed her tongue into her lover’s mouth. Without even realizing it, she backed Natasha against the wall of the studio, pressing her against it.

Natasha moaned into her lover’s mouth. Lily kissed Natasha’s neck, her collarbone.  She peeled Natasha’s top up over her arms and tossed it aside.

Lily ran her tongue down her lover’s chest to her nipple, drawing a little circle around it with her fingertip before giving it a pinch. Natasha caressed Lily’s calf with the top of her foot.

Lily took Natasha’s stiff nipple between her lips. Natasha groaned as her lover suckled her. Lily nipped and nibbled.

She gave a series of kisses to Natasha’s belly, each a little lower than the previous one. By the time Lily was on her knees, Natasha was already helping her take off her jeans.

As her lover stepped out of her slim jeans, Lily caressed her calf. She kissed it tenderly, looking up longingly into Natasha’s deep green eyes. She caressed Natasha’s long, sleek legs.

Natasha smiled at her sexy love. She slipped her thumb under her waistband, tugging her panties down a bit, teasing Lily.

Lily took her time, caressing Natasha’s thigh as she gave it a series of tender kisses. The lovers’ eyes remained locked.

Natasha let her hand slip into her panties. Her finger found her clit, and she began to coo softly, her hips rocking ever so slightly.

Lily kissed her lover’s inner thigh. She kissed again, higher up, right next to her wet panties. Natasha gasped and tossed her head back, her breasts sticking out.

“You want me to, don’t you?” Lily purred.

“Yes,” Natasha gulped. She pulled her hand out of her panties, ready for Lily to take charge. Lily slowly tugged down her lover’s panties, using a combination of fingers and teeth.

“Please,” Natasha breathed. Lily was moving very slowly. At last Natasha was able to step out of her underwear. She stroked Lily’s hair and pulled her to her shaved pussy.

Lily teased her, kissing her mound with pursed lips. Natasha whimpered and ground on her.

Lily fingered her lover’s clit.

“Somebody is excited,” the artist purred.

Natasha whimpered again, thrusting her hips forward. She wanted Lily desperately!

Lily kissed her sex again, taking one of her labia between her lips and sucking gently. She nibbled it before sucking on the other one. Natasha gasped and moaned.

Lily cupped her ass cheeks and flicked her tongue over her Natasha’s love button. Natasha couldn’t stand it! The pleasure was exquisitely intense!

“Please,” Natasha hissed.

“I have to work,” Lily teased. But she wasn’t going to stop now. She stretched out her tongue a licked Natasha’s pussy.

“Ooooh!” Natasha cooed, stroking Lily’s hair.

Lily gently pushed her tongue inside her lover. She pushed it deep, licking the inner walls, making Natasha squirm. She curled her tongue, finding just the right spot.

Natasha squealed, humping her tongue.

Lily pulled her tongue away.

“Come down here,” she purred, gently pulling Natasha down with her. The two kissed, their tongues caressing each other, their hands caressing each other’s bodies. Lily gently laid Natasha on the cold, hard floor of the studio.

Lily straddled her lover’s face and stretched her lithe body, making her tits jut out invitingly. She settled in place as her lover kissed and licked her most intimate place. Then she leaned forward and kissed the soft flesh right next to Natasha’s sex.

Natasha squirmed and moaned into Lily’s pussy. Lily licked her lover’s pussy lips like a kitten. She pulled her pussy lips apart with her fingers and ran her tongue over her slit. She licked her clit, swollen and sensitive. It was more than a mere sexual act. It was an expression of her deep love for Natasha.

Natasha gripped Lily’s hips and pushed her tongue inside her warm quim. Lily moaned and slipped her own tongue inside Natasha. The two women moaned and licked, thrusting and darting their tongues into each other until both were grinding their hips.

Lily bounced, fucking Natasha’s tongue. It was heaven! She came noisily, grinding on her lover’s face. She fingered Natasha, rubbing her clit very quickly.

Natasha squealed and shook beneath Lily, an intense orgasm coursing through her entire body.

Lily didn’t give Natasha time to catch her breath. She quickly turned and slipped her leg under Natasha’s own. Lily wriggled until their pussies touched.

The two scissored with unbridled abandon. Noisily, sweating, they rubbed their cunts together, writhing, moaning, clutching their tits, pinching their nipples.

“Unhh,” Natasha moaned. “Oooh, god, Lil!”

She shook and came. Her juices lubricated both of them, and Lily herself came an instant later, quivering all over.

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The next evening at the art gallery Lily was there with her new creation, an abstract sculpture she called Couple Making Love. In general it looked something like two people in an awkward embrace, but the limbs were all out of proportion. It wasn’t even clear which gender either was.

“You’re the sculptor?” one of the art critics asked Lily.

Lily nodded.

“Yes, I am.”

She extended her hand, shaking the critic’s own.

The critic smiled and slowly walked around the statue.

“And where did you get the idea?” the critic asked.

Natasha was suddenly behind Lily, wrapping her arms around her lover.

“She was inspired,” Natasha smiled.

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