The Luna’s Luna

Tender.Loving

Charlotte’s point of view

“No, please. We shouldn’t be doing this,” I argued.

I tried to remove my lips from Zoey’s. But Zoey did not oblige. The kiss had already made me very horny. I was literally in heat.

Her lips, too, were succulent and soft. I loved the taste of it. I never knew kissing a woman would be this interesting.

I could not stand my husband. I wouldn't let him touch this body anytime soon. m**********n would not help. I needed some action. I needed the touch of someone.

Zoey then stopped and looked at me. She sniffed the air. Was that….an arousal. She smiled.

My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. I had been horny for a very long time. Four months of starved s****l pleasure was no joke.

Zoey then proceeded to touch my breasts through my clothes. I tried to push her hands away but the enjoyment from the sensation I felt made me lock my hands in hers.

She then circled her hands around mine.

“Ssssh…let me help you,” she said as she kissed me again. This time she ran her tongue inside my mouth. This was so hot!

I was dripping.

“Zoeeyyy..” I was short of words.

She then proceeded to unzip my dress. My dress had a zip inthe middle of my chest. She aggressively zipped it down, exposing my boobs.

She then took her time to stare at my boobs. Her eyes were filled with lust.

“Nice boobs,” she commented.

I blushed in shame. Charlotte, what the hell are you doing?

‘You are half naked in the room of a rogue that has not yet been identified. Are you not ashamed?’ I thought to myself.

Damn it! whatever!

I was cut off from my reverie when Zoey began to suck one of my boobs.

It was heavenly!

She took her time to round her tongue around my n*****s while she used one hand to massage the other. The pleasure had begun to build up.

At this point, I wanted her to strip me naked and f**k me till I felt sore down there.

“Aaaahhh…” I let out a moan. It was too sweet.

“Do you like this?” She asked.

I just closed my eyes and bit my lip. The sensation was too beautiful for me to give a description.

“I said, do you like this?!” Zoey asked again, this time her voice was commanding.

What?! How could she command her Luna?

“Yes…” I answered shamelessly.

“Good! I’ll bite you for answering late,” Zoey said and not down on my n****e before she switched to the other one.

I loved it! I expected it to be painful, but the pain was mixed with pleasure.

My husband, Nicholas, had never sucked my n*****s like this.

I then felt Zoey’s hands going down and trying to enter into my gown.

Wait?! What was she doing?

“Zoey..please..let’s not go..”

Zoey ignored me. She reached under my gown, entered into my tights and touched my golden cave.

I let out a loud groan.

She ran her hands along my slit and proceeded to grip my p***y lips.

I gasped. That was sexily mean.

She then worked her hands from my slit to my c******s. She unfolded it to reach the most sensitive layer and she circled her fingers around it.

She kept massaging it and my toes curled.

“Your husband….has he ever touched you like this?” She asked.

I was mute.

“I said, your husband, has he massaged you like this?”

“N-n-n-noooo.”

Damn… I loved that Zoey loved to lead.

She then extended her hand to my butthole and massaged it. She tried to stick a finger in there but it refused to enter.

“Mmmm…that’s another door we will open soon,” she smirked.

She asked me to get up. I was blinded by the enjoyment that I didn’t even think. I got up and she undressed me.

She pulled down my tights and asked me to lay on the bed naked.

She then paused to stare at me.

“Spread your legs,” she commanded. “I want to view your pussy.”

I obeyed her without argument.

I spread my legs wide. My p***y was moist and some of my fluid had already begun to touch the bedsheets.

I was red and flushed with embarrassment.

“You know…you have a nice p***y. I love your c******s. It’s large and pink…”

“T-thank you,” I appreciated.

“I can’t wait to do so many naughty things to you.”

She then climbed the bed and kissed me again. This time around, she took her hand to the opening of my core and slowly took her finger inside.

She moved it in and out with focused intensity. When she saw that I had opened up enough for her she stuck the next finger. It was so deep that it touched something inside of me, and she massaged it.

I don’t know what it was, Nicholas had never touched me like that. But I loved it. I was vibrating at this point as she kept kissing and fingering me.

I came rigorously on Zoey.

Still…I was not satisfied.

She bent down and buried her face in my core. She ran her tongue in and out of my hole, f*****g it.

I grabbed her hair and ran my fingers through them. I also wrapped my legs around her head.

She ate my p***y till I could not breathe. As she did it, she caressed my abdomen.

She rubbed the top of my v****a and paused from time to time to tell me how sweet I was.

The compliment, the sin, the pleasure…I was exploding.

She stopped and used her two hands to knead my c******s like she was kneading bread. Then she stuck three fingers into my core. How was she able to do that?

When she was done, she shamelessly turned me around. My butt faced her and v****a, red and well fingered, was open in front of her.

She tilted her head down and ate my p***y from the back.

I closed my eyes. This was too good. Who would’ve known that there was such a thing as oral from behind?

She licked my insides so hungrily and dragged my inner labia with her lips.

I was dying in pleasure. Tears began to form at the corner of my eyes.

‘Yes girlll…fuck me, Zoey.”

She then bit my c******s mildly and sucked them like she wanted to drag them off my v****a. She then reached for my hands and crossed them on my back.

She slapped my butt several times. I’m sure there would be a scar down there. A love scar, a pleasure mark.

Zoey!!!

“I want to f**k you. But it’s too bad that I don’t have a dildo,” Zoey said.

Then her eyes rummaged around the room. My hands were still on my back and my butt was still tooted up with me on my knees.

She then gave up. She reached behind me and rubbed her v****a against my ass. She continued to slap the sides of my ass as she pretended to ride me doggy style.

Then she reached down to me and continued to finger me from behind, this time more AGGRESSIVELY.

I moaned and screamed. She worked her hands from my c******s to my slit and my hole. She was focused.

After three minutes of intense fingering, I cummed.

Damn! I think we need a dildo.

I was satisfied, but I could still use the roughness of a p***s.

“I would’ve scissored you. But I want to take my time to spoil you. I want to slowly take away your lesbian virginity,” Zoey said as she laid on top of me and kissed me again.

She then came down and pushed her head to one of my breasts.

I sucked one of her n*****s and she fingered herself till she moaned and cummed.

I wanted to take my hands down there and touch her, but she smacked it off quickly.

I turned to look at her.

“What about you? Can’t I do something for you?” I asked.

“You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I could certainly try. Although, I’ve never pleased a woman before.”

“Don’t worry, Luna. Seeing you here, naked, is enough satisfaction for me. We can try again another day.”

Why is she still calling me Luna?

She kissed my forehead and laid on the bed. She then pulled me close to lie on her chest.

She refused to let me wear any clothes. She said she wanted to stroke my v****a.

She loved it so much that she never wanted to let it out of her sight.

“This is just the beginning,” Zoey promised. “I promise to take you to cloud nine and any other cloud above it. I will make you happy, Charlotte.”

I smiled. I began to fall asleep.

I had a feeling that I would have one of the best sleep ever, today.

I liked Zoey so much.

She thought about me first. So unlike my husband, who thought about him, pleasure and his dirty d**k before mine.

I then heard my husband yelling my name. At that point, I cut off my mind-link so that he would not reach me.

The last place he would think that his Luna would be, would be in the room of a rogue.

I could hear him scurrying around the halls of the pack. I pictured his face and I laughed inside my heart. His neck would probably be popping with veins right now:

“Charlotte!! Charlotte!! Where the hell are you, woman?!”

“Why are you hiding from me?!”

The mixture of Zoey stroking my swollen core after an intense love-making, along with my husband angrily searching for me, gave me so much joy.