suzi q lovergirl

It would be a lie to say you weren’t attracted to your boss. Her burnt umber hair cascaded down her back. The outline of her generous breasts, hips, and bum were visible even in her loosest fitting garments. Her laughter rang so beautifully every time she found something funny. Her strides possessed a sensual grace few others could ever possess. You often found yourself easily distracted by her ethereal beauty and the fantasies it triggered. Sometimes you got so lost in your day dreams about the two of you that it interferred with your work.

Lisa Lisa rarely seemed to mind though. If you missed what she’d said, she’d calmly repeat it. Maybe you were just delusional, but her demeanor seemed less stoic and cold around you. She seemed warm and to your greatest surprise, occasionally affectionate.

Sometimes when you had done a task especially well, she’d pull you flush against her body and whisper a soft ‘thank you’ in your ears. If the two of you were ever walking side by side, her soft, creamy skin would brush against your own. If you ever stumbled, she would immediately catch you, though her hold sometimes felt a little too intimate.

You thought you were reading too deeply into these moments though. These must’ve been results of your delusional fantasies, not reality. There was no way your gorgeous boss would ever be into you, nor would it even be possible for you to comfortably express your desire for her. What would she think if she knew that one of her closest employees was actually a lesbian? It would be far too risky for you to admit anything, so you kept your shameful desires to yourself.

The only time you ever let yourself verbalize how much you wanted her was late at night when you’d slip your hand below the waistband of your panties and finger yourself, imagining that your hand was hers instead. You’d let soft whispers of her name fall from your lips until you came undone. Though you wish you could feel her touch, that you could touch her, you would have to let yourself be content with just your fantasies and your hand.

One evening before you slipped into bed though, your fellow servant Susie Q knocked on your door.

You opened the door for her, looking at her curiously.

“Susie, it’s so late. What is it?”

“Mistress Lisa Lisa wants you,” she said, a sly smile on her lips.

“Why?” You asked with a frown. What could she request of you that Susie couldn’t accomplish herself?

“She didn’t tell me why,” she shrugged. “Just that it was urgent.”

You were still wondering why you’d been specifically requested, but if it was urgent, you would do it.

“I’ll be up in a second,” you informed her. You quickly threw on a robe and slippers and walked upstairs to Lisa Lisa’s room. You gently knocked your knuckles against her door.

“Come in, (Y/N),” her smooth, English accent sounded from the other side of the door.

You slowly opened the door and immediately turned around to close it. When you finally turned to face her, your eyes widened.

She was sitting on the edge of her large bed, wearing just a thin, short silk robe and long sheer stockings. The robe was cut sinfully short, leaving the entirety of her long, stocking-clad legs on display. The only time you’d ever seen her body so exposed was when she’d swim or take a bubble bath. Never had you seen her in such a sensual state of dress.

She coyly smiled at you, her blue eyes seeming to twinkle in the light of the room. She slowly stood up and began to approach you. You tried to maintain eye contact with her, but you couldn’t help it. Your eyes scanned her body. The swing of her hips and the soft subtle bounce of her breasts were the two things that caught your eye the most.

“Do you know why I invited you up here, (Y/N)?” She asked, looking down at you with a mirthful expression.

You shook your head.

“I’ll explain why then,” she smiled. “I’ve noticed the way you look at me.”

“You have?” You asked, gulping nervously.

“Indeed,” she smiled. “You may have been subtle, but don’t think that means I haven’t noticed your gaze.”

Your eyes widened and your face flamed hotly as she called out your perversion.

“I promise I didn’t mean to—” you stammered out, only for her to gently press one long, slender finger to your lips, effectively silencing you.

“I didn’t say I minded it,” she said with a sly grin. “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t noticed you either.”

“W-what?” You stuttered, unable to process that a woman as lovely as Lisa Lisa was interested in you.

“I think you’re rather cute,” she smirked. “And you’ve been so good to me lately, that I decided you deserve a little reward.”

“I do?” You mumbled against her finger, completely stunned by everything your boss had told you.

She giggled at that, a soft, tinkling sound as she took in your flustered, stupefied self.

“I decided to put on something special for you; would you like to see?” She said.

You didn’t trust yourself to say anything, so you merely nodded your head.

“Thought so,” she hummed before turning around and making a come hither motion with her fingers. “Now follow me.”

Lisa Lisa led you over to her bed and sat you down on the satin sheets before standing before you.

You eagerly let your eyes trail over her supple body. Already, the sight of her in the robe and stockings was delightful, but you were hungry to see what lay beneath it.

With nimble grace, Lisa Lisa’s slender fingers undid the bow of her robe. She didn’t let the robe immediately part though. Instead, she pinched the midsection of the thin fabric, slowly letting the sleeves inch down her shoulders instead.

At an agonizingly slow, teasing pace, her sleeves fell off of her shoulders, revealing the top part of her lacy, red bra. You gulped as you took in the sight of the fabric.

Lisa Lisa smirked, her blue eyes shining with mirth as she took in your flustered expression. She couldn’t wait to see how you reacted to the rest of the number.

She slowly inched the sleeved down further until eventually both of her generous breasts were revealed. Your eyes widened and your lips parted as you took in the beautiful, sensual sight.

Her round, smooth breasts were barely constrained by the scanty lace. The lace was so thin and sheer, in fact, that you could clearly see both of her pink nipples peaking through.

You squeezed your thighs together, trying to quell your desire as your boss let you take in the sight of her in this lingerie set.

“I take it that you like what you see?” She asked, raising one of her perfectly groomed brows.

You nodded, though your eyes didn’t meet hers. You continued to stare at her beautiful tits covered in thin, delicate lace.

“There’s more to see, my dear,” Lisa Lisa hummed before slowly pulling the robe apart, revealing her clothed mons to you.

As her robe dropped to the floor, you gulped heavily, leaning forward to take in more of the sight of her.

She was wearing matching, high-waisted red lace panties. Just like the bra, the thin, delicate lace left very little to the imagination. You could clearly see the thick umber curls that covered her mons through the lace. You desperately wished you could see more of her lace-clad cunt, to feel it. You wanted to explore her smooth skin and the delicate lace. You wanted to feel her against you.

Lisa Lisa took several more strides towards you, her hips seductively swaying with each step, until she was directly in front of you.

“Do you want to see more of me, (Y/N)?” She asked, one of her smooth hands tenderly brushing against your cheek. Some of her long hair tickled your shoulders as she leaned down towards you.

You eagerly nodded.

“Use your words, my dear,” she gently admonished.

“Yes, I want to see more of you, Mistress,” you admitted, your cheeks flaming as you expressed that shameful desire of yours.

A soft smirk crossed Lisa Lisa’s face as she took in your flustered self and the way you called her by her title.

“You can call me Lisa tonight,” she said.

“Yes, Lisa,” you mumbled, though calling her something so casual felt foreign on your tongue.

“Now take off your robe and slippers,” she commanded. “You won’t be needing them tonight.”

You eagerly shed those layers, until you were in only your short nightgown.

“Now get on the bed and lay down,” she said as she gently ushered you forward.

You immediately obeyed and crawled backwards onto the bed until you were fully reclined against her plush sheets.

You felt the mattress dip towards your right as Lisa Lisa crawled on as well. She crawled across the bed towards you, lust in her eyes as she came to a stop, kneeling next to your head. You craned your neck so that your eyes could trail her lingerie-clad form.

Lisa Lisa then gracefully swung her left leg, planting both of her knees on either side of your head so that her hips could hover directly over your face.

You gulped as you took in the sight of her lace covered vulva. Unlike her mons, her labia were completely smooth and bare beneath the lace. Her plump folds glistened with her own wetness, darkening the fabric that lay against them. As your eyes wandered more, you came to the exciting realization that the panties were thonged. The thin thonged piece of lace was sandwiched between the globes of her ass, pressing against her tight asshole. You licked your lips as you took in the complete sight of your boss’s barely covered anatomy.

“Do you see how wet you make me, (Y/N)?” She hummed.

“Yes,” you replied, cringing as your voice cracked slightly. You were in absolute disbelief as you took in the beautiful sight of her lace-clad dripping cunt. Your wildest dreams were coming true right before your eyes.

“Now what do you want to do about that?” She asked.

“I want to taste you,” you admitted.

“Have you ever tasted another woman before?” She asked.

“…no,” you admitted.

“I’ll teach you then,” she purred. “Now part your lips for me.”

She didn’t need to tell you twice. Immediately, you widened your mouth, slightly sticking your tongue out in anticipation.

Her soft buttocks pressed against your cheeks as she laid her dripping, clothed cunt down against your mouth.

The both of you moaned at the same time as her lace-clad folds covered your tongue. You would never forget just how delicious the taste of her salty juices against your tongue was. You instinctively moved your tongue back and forth against the lace, trying to absorb as much of her taste as possible through the netting of the fabric.

“Good girl,” Lisa Lisa moaned, gently grinding her hips against your face, her covered clit grinding against your chin for friction.

You eagerly but sloppily licked and kissed at her glistening cunt, more intent on tasting her than doing anything else.

“But if you really want to make me feel good,” Lisa Lisa added, before shifting her hips back so that her lace-covered clit could press directly against your tongue. “You need to suck right here.”

Through the lace you wrapped your lips around her clit, experimentally sucking at the bundle of nerves as best as you could.

“Oh,” Lisa Lisa moaned, pressing her hips down against your face harder. You eagerly grasped at the globes of her ass with your hands, squeezing the soft flesh as you desperately sucked and licked at her clothed clit. You’d never felt lace against your tongue before. Though the fabric was smooth, it softly scratched against your tongue. Though it was thin, it was enough of a barrier to make it challenging to suck on her clitoris. The most erotic part of it though was tasting her through the fabric. Lisa Lisa’s salty essence coated your tongue and lips every time you tongued or sucked at her anatomy.

Though the lace was absolutely gorgeous to see and feel, you wanted to taste more of her. To fully expose her glistening folds and clit, you sloppily reached up and pulled the lace of her thonged panties to the side. Once her exposed clit rested on your tongue again, you eagerly sucked harder.

“Fuck, (Y/N)!” Lisa Lisa hissed in surprise, her thighs tightly clenching against the sides of your head. Though it was satisfying to feel your mouth ghost at her cunt through the lace, it was even better to feel your lips fully wrapped around her clit, warmly embracing her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Hearing her suddenly cry out, you lifted her hips off of your face to voice your concern, worried that she was in pain.

“Shit, are you alright? Do you need me to stop—”

Your sentence was immediately cut off as Lisa Lisa dropped her hips back down against your face, her cunt and ass muffling your words.

“Don’t you dare stop now,” she hissed. “Do it again, just like that.”

She didn’t need to tell you twice.

Immediately you grabbed her hips, adjusting them so your mouth could have easier access to her cunt. You wrapped your lips around her clit again, tenderly sucking on it.

“Just like that, baby,” she moaned. “Do it just like that.”

You followed each and every one of her commands, gently grasping at the globes of her ass as you ate her out.

It was overwhelming in the best way to have her sitting on your face. Your mouth and nose were almost completely smothered by her cunt. Her ass pressed against your cheeks, the weight considerable, but you didn’t mind. You enjoyed the overwhelming feeling of her.

As you continued to suck on her clit and your nose continued to rub against her dripping entrance and folds, Lisa Lisa grew closer.

“Stick your tongue inside of me, (Y/N),” Lisa Lisa moaned. “Stick it in me now.”

You obeyed her command as quickly as you could. You gently pushed her hips back until your tongue pressed against your entrance. As you delved your tongue inside of her softly pulsing entrance, you moaned out, the taste of her copious essence covering your tongue. As you experimentally thrusted your tongue back and forth inside of her, Lisa ground her clit against your chin, moaning louder and louder.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as if she was reciting a sensual prayer. “Just like that, (Y/N), just like that.”

You thrusted your tongue faster and as deep as you could, desperate to taste more of her on your tongue, desperate to feel her release flood your mouth and your senses.

“Oh, (Y/N), I’m—I’m so close,” she whined, her hips pulsing with desperation and need, pressing even harder against your face.

When you tightly grasped onto her hips and thrusted as much of your tongue as you could inside of her, Lisa Lisa arched her back and tightly fisted the bedsheets in her hands.

“(Y/N)!” She cried out, moaning your name as her release crashed down upon her. Her hips quivered as her sticky essence gushed out of her, coating your tongue and chin until wetness dribbled down your chin.

You eagerly wiggled your tongue back and forth, desperate to taste as much of her as possible while she came on your tongue.

As Lisa Lisa rode out her orgasm, her moans turned into soft, delicate pants as she languidly ground her hips against your face. When she’d come down from her high, she gently dismounted your face and kneeled beside your head.

You craned your neck to look up at her, panting as you licked your lips clean of her remaining essence.

“That was wonderful, (Y/N),” Lisa Lisa softly smiled as she looked down at you. “You did well.”

Your cheeks flushed at the praise.

“Thank you, Lisa,” you murmured. After you thanked her, Lisa Lisa turned around and languidly crawled alongside your body until she’d reached your legs. You let out a gasp as she gently spread your legs and hiked your short nightgown up, exposing your own panty-clad cunt. Your face flamed as you were suddenly exposed to her.

“Now how about I return the favor?” She smirked, her long, dark hair tickling your thighs as she leaned down to teasingly kiss at your panty-clad cunt. Her fingers teasingly wrapped around the elastic waistband, threatening to tear them off.

You were completely stunned that your drop-dead gorgeous mistress was offering to eat you out.

In that moment you knew that your words would fail you, so you just eagerly nodded and spread your legs wider for her, lifting your hips so she could pull your panties down.

“Good girl,” Lisa Lisa hummed before leaning down and gently ghosting her lips and tongue around your folds as her crystal blue eyes bore into your own.

Your hands immediately tangled themselves in her hair as you gasped in pleasure.

“Oh Lisa,” you moaned, clenching your thighs around her head as her slick tongue toyed with your clit.