The Wanderer - 263 (Patreon)

Chapter 263 – Lovers

[2009 – October – Friday]

Arching her back while moaning ever so sweetly, Laura subconsciously pushed her firm breast harder against Jean's as her hips undulated while she experienced somewhat of a mini-climax.

Jean's eyes, on the other hand, couldn't help but widen as she looked down at the wild-hearted girl on top of which she rested her body, feeling a warm wetness staining her right upper thigh that was tightly pressed against the girl's sex.

With her slightly wet dark hair and eyes filled with almost desperate need, a hint of fragile tenderness hidden beneath, Laura looked indescribably beautiful.

Feeling the gorgeous girl's warm body beneath her own, Jean felt incredibly aroused with a million butterflies tumbling in her belly, especially knowing that she had caused Laura to feel this good that she had to moan.

She couldn't help herself and did it again, pressing forward with her thigh while rotating her hip, stimulating the girl's sensitive lower lips and love button.

Immediately, Laura grabbed Jean by her hips as she let out another tender cry of pleasure and minutely arched her back.

“Kiss me, Jean.”, the brunette softly demanded with a low and husky voice, her hips pushing back to increase the pressure and friction the redhead's thigh put on her lady bits.

Jean could hardly resist such a sensual invitation and quickly brought her lips back down onto Laura's, her tongue wrapping itself around the dark-haired girl's passionately to satisfy the cravings for the sweet addictive taste of the other girl's lips.

Her breathing got more erratic and she continued to move her hips to deliver blissful tremors of pleasure to Laura's system while feeling the wetness on her thigh increase as clear arousal continued to leak from the girl's lower lips.

Due to her own movements, Jean also felt the peaks of her breasts rub against Laura's firm mounds sinfully, causing her to moan into the wild-hearted girl's mouth, which was returned quickly as the brunette cried out with carnal delight.

Jean's own rationality was quickly burned away when she felt the effects of her actions on Laura, the gorgeous she-wolf moaned and twisted under her ministrations.

The only thoughts that remained were how to bring even greater pleasure to Laura, to see her wild green eyes glaze over in bliss and her body undulate with rupture, causing her beautiful breasts to tremble in delight and her lower lips to overflow.

And so, Jean started to kiss Laura like Elijah usually kissed her, caressed her like he caressed her. She cupped the brunette's full breasts, squeezed them with tender passion, and even pinched her hard little nubs like she herself enjoyed it.

Jean had never touched another girl like this but feeling the wild-hearted beauty's soft mounds and curves with her own hands, she couldn't get enough of it, loving the way Laura reacted.

Laura didn't stay passive either as her hands wandered from Jean's hips to her sides until she grasped the redhead's breasts, gently massaging the tender flesh while her thumbs circled the hardened pink bumps.

The wild-hearted girl rolled her nipples between her fingers, pulled and pinched them to her desire as she teased Jean without holding back, driving her wild with need, her lower body desperate for attention.

She almost couldn't stop herself from pressing her crotch against Laura's thigh to get some stimulation, though even while lust and passion turned her thoughts hazy, she was hesitant to act so lewdly.

Still, she eventually broke their kiss, panting lightly as she gazed into Laura's wanting eyes. Leaving hardly any room between their lips, she pleaded huskily, eyes overflowing with desperate desire and intense affection: “Touch me.”

Laura herself was breathing heavily, her rocking hips pausing for a moment, her expressive eyes looking at her with surprise, sensual fire, and tenderness as one of her hands slowly let go of her breast and moved over the warm and soft skin of her flat stomach before wandering even lower.

Jean's breathing stopped completely as her muscles tensed in anticipation when finally Laura's gentle fingers brushed over her smooth yet moist mound and through the thin strip of red pubic hair, reaching her lower lips.

The black-haired beauty tenderly carved through the wet and sensitive flesh, her delicate fingers exploring the petals of Jean's moist flower.

Laura was the first girl to touch her sex and as aroused as Jean already was, she nearly climaxed when the former caressed her so intimately, moaning throatily as her eyes rolled back and she let herself fall forward to rest her head next to Laura's on the bed while instinctively raising her hips a bit to give the brunette a better access to her lower body for a moment.

The latter didn't hesitate to grasp this chance as she slowly parted Jean's lower lips with her fingers before pushing her ring and middle finger into the redhead's tight wet depths while turning her head around and kissing and nibbling at Jean's neck.

Laura's own arousal peaked as she felt her digits invade Jean's warm sacred cave, the redhead's increasing wetness easing the passage.

She understood what a privilege it was to be trusted and loved enough that Jean was letting her invade her so intimately, and Laura could hardly breathe under the weight of her own emotions in response to this, her heart pounding like a racehorse's while a volatile mixture of love and desire rushed through her veins and set off a blazing trail that caused her skin to be flushed and heated.

Gasping and moaning sweetly as Laura caressed her, the wonderful feeling of the latter's lips on her neck and shoulders adding to her bliss while their naked forms were entangled so sensually, Jean's telepathy reacted almost instinctively as she reached out to the wild-hearted girl's mind, immediately feeling what Laura felt.

The near-worship the gorgeous brunette held towards her as she explored her tight wet cave with her curious and gentle fingers, the intimate yearning to make her feel good, and the tender warmth that lay underneath and tied it all together into a storm of emotions that sought an outlet and acceptance.

Jean felt all that and she couldn't help but respond.

Most of her weight still resting on Laura, Jean managed to half-support herself on her right forearm while involuntarily bucking her hips, spikes of pleasure causing her lithe form to tremble.

Her bare breast brushed over Laura's peaks as she moved so that she could directly face the beautiful she-wolf, looking down at her while a curtain of her slightly moist fiery wild locks fell around them.

The gorgeous brunette continued to push her fingers into Jean's depth, her bright eyes looking up at the redhead with incredible affection and a sense of passionate wonder as she whispered almost subconsciously as if she couldn't not say it: "You are so beautiful ... I love you, Jean."

Her eyes widening, a quiet moan escaped Jean's lips as she rolled her hips and rode on the invading digits, the fingers of her left hand coming to rest on Laura's soft lips for a moment. She lovingly caressed the former's chin and cheek, her eyes overflowing with deep tenderness and sensual heat.

"I … MHhmm … love you … Nghh … too!", Jean gasped, replying breathlessly as she she-wolf continued to assault her tight slit before leaning down to connect their lips in a deep kiss, her tongue diving passionately into Laura's oral cavity while her hips rolled and jerked, dying to taste her female lover's lips.

Jean's own hand also snaked its way down Laura's taut abdomen as she said those words, moving her thigh so that she had access to the dark-haired beauty's wet treasure, making this her first experience of pleasuring another girl with her fingers.

Jean somewhat imitated what the gorgeous brunette did to her, as well as what she usually enjoyed Elijah doing to her, and slowly pushed her fingers into the brunette's moist slit while applying pressure on her love button with the heel of her hand.

Feeling the heat of she-wolf's tight depths with her own slender fingers, clear and thin arousal continuously overflowing from her precious flower, Jean couldn't help but shudder at how beautifully intimate this felt, being so close to Laura, touching her like this, penetrating her like this.

She herself knew that she never wanted to be touched like this by anyone that she didn't love, which naturally meant that she only wanted Elijah, and now Laura, to be with her like this. Jean trusted them, she loved them, and only for them could she open herself and be vulnerable while knowing that they wouldn't ever hurt her knowingly.

Physical intimacy was, therefore, just an extension and proof of their bond, and Jean couldn't help the feeling as if her heart was nearly bursting at the seams with affection and desire while she experienced her first time with Laura, all her never endings being on fire with even the slightest touch from the latter.

Jean's moan became more frequent and vocal, she panted while rocking her hips sensually to welcome every single advance of Laura's talented fingers, her inner muscles tensing rhythmically as her lower lips were parted in the most delightful way.

The wild-hearted girl reacted similarly and rolled her hips while gasping in pleasure, mewling and moaning adorably while they kissed and Jean continued to caress the foxy girl's slit with deep thrusts of her fingers.

Still, Jean had no intention of giving up the lips that she had just captured or giving the she-wolf a break, she couldn't. Her own climax was near and she didn't want to experience it by herself, Jean wanted Laura to be in bliss with her, she wanted to share this moment with her.

Though the closer she felt to reaching the peak of pleasure, pure sexual heat having seemingly replaced the very blood in her veins, the more certain she suddenly was that something was missing.

She cried out, moaned with yearning and desperation.

Her mind was hazy and a bit muddled from the pleasure but she felt as if she needed to find what was missing, a sharp pain in her heart threatening to tear apart her sanity.

And then it happened, a warm palm on her hips, a pair of muscular thighs touching her own, and a strong chest laying against her bare back while a pair of lips left a tender kiss on the back of her neck.

"You're both too sexy, I forbid it.", a raspy whisper reached her ears, the tone intimate and loving with a hint of roguish heat.

Elijah.

Jean could almost imagine the light of mischief shining in her love's shadowed eyes mixing with sensual hunger, his dark presence filled with raw strength as it surrounded them protectively.

She could feel his overwhelming desire, like a dark sun it burned with almost destructive intent, consuming him from within as he finally joined them, the bulbous tip of his hot shaft prodding her soaked entrance in addition to Laura's deft fingers, which were still buried inside her wet cave.

As if sensing what she needed, the she-wolf's fingers withdrew as the gorgeous brunette instead grasped her love's length and helped guide it inside Jean's velvety depths before moving to lovingly massage the little button just above her entrance.

Feeling inch after inch of her love's large member push into her tight wet passage with tender force, stretching her inner folds in the most intense and pleasurable manner, Jean couldn't help but break her kiss with Laura, her glittering hazy eyes opening wide at the sudden yet needed intrusion as let out a throaty moan.

The wild-hearted girl panted and gasped too as she looked up at her with reddened cheeks and beautifully swollen lips that curved into a shy yet loving smile, her green eyes overflowing with foxy affection.

They stared into each other's eyes as Elijah's shaft penetrated her deeply, Laura's fingers still caressing her lower lips and love button while also stroking the exposed part of her love's length.

Jean felt as if she could drown in the untamed yet tender green of Laura's eyes while Elijah's warm lips continued to trace over her slender back and neck.

And every time she felt the heated skin of his muscled chest come into contact with her pale flesh, a feeling of completeness and pure bliss spread through her every cell while her love never stopped sheathing himself inside her tight passage, her own arousal easing his way.

Jean herself had not let up on exploring the other girl's slippery tightness, her fingers deeply entrenched in Laura's wet folds, sensually twisting her digits and rubbing against the top of the girl's inner walls deep inside her while kissing the gorgeous brunette, their tongues entwining passionately.

And while one of Elijah's hands held onto her hips and ran along her side affectionately, the other one had found itself caressing Laura's trembling legs after he moved onto the bed and knelt behind her to better facilitate his invasion of her core.

Squeezing Jean's left breast with her free hand while her hips undulated in short bursts, Laura shuddered under Jean's intimate touch and Elijah's sudden caresses, his warm palm feeling almost scalding on her already heated skin.

The wild-hearted girl was by no means a virgin, even though she wished that to be the case so that she could share her innocence with Jean and Elijah. Still, she had never felt as close to someone else as she was feeling in this moment, never felt the purity of physical connection while being with someone she loved so deeply.

Jean's naked skin brushing over hers, the fine sheen of clear sweat mixing with her own perspiration, the stunning redhead's slender fingers curling up inside sex while her own fingers felt Elijah's shaft invade Jean's most precious place passionately.

And while she wasn't a telepath, Laura could also feel Elijah's raw presence surround her in an almost physical manner, it was dark, possessive, and undeniably hungry. He yearned for them with an intensity that she could hardly comprehend, much like she yearned for the two of them.

When she felt his warm hand on her spread legs, the heat seemed almost unbearable as if Elijah's mere touch was branding her, declaring her to be his forever with no chance for escape.

And then Laura suddenly felt it.

Jean started trembling all over, her arm no longer able to support her weight as she sank forward, her head resting next to her on the bed while her chest collapsed onto hers.

She cried out in bliss, pure rapture having conquered her form as she gasped out almost on instinct with her soft lips touching Laura's ear: “I-I … Nghh … love you … Mmhm!”

These three little words served as a tipping point for the gorgeous brunette's own climax, stars exploding before her eyes while unadulterated pleasure started running amok in her veins, her inner walls quivering as her wet folds held onto Jean's invading digits.

“Elijah … Jean … Nghh!”, Laura moaned, calling out the names of her lovers, finding support in their mere presence as her rational mind was collapsing under the delightful shocks that held her body captive.