How To Catch a Cowgirl | Lesbian Western, PT 17: A Hot Shower

Under the flow of the water, Anna let her fingers drift between her thighs as she leaned back against the shower wall. The detachable shower head was in her other hand, directed towards the sensitive mound, beating with hot wet intensity over her mons. Her fingers did the rest, sliding inside her body where a different kind of moisture was brimming. She did not waste time teasing herself as Tamsan would. She pleasured herself with abandon, thrusting her fingers inside her body as the water drummed on her clit. Orgasm followed quickly, leaving her wet and sleepy. She fixed that by drying herself off and taking a nap.

The nap was eventually interrupted by Tamsan, who must have taken a shower herself, for she was naked and still slightly damp when Anna became aware of her presence.

“Hey,” Anna said, laying on her side and smiling up at her beautiful consort. “Did Tex give you any trouble?”

“He tried pigrooting. It didn’t get him very far. He’s stubborn.” Tamsan slid down onto the bed. “Like his owner.” She captured Anna’s mouth in a kiss and ran a possessive hand down over her flank before cupping her bottom. “I think I will enjoy this more,” she said, nibbling at Anna’s lip.

“Unleash the weirdness,” Anna grinned, squirming under Tamsan’s strong hand. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

“You came already, didn’t you?”

“What?” Anna blushed. “How…”

“You’re mouthy,” Tamsan observed as she gazed down at Anna. “You get mouthy when you cum.”

“Do I?”

“Mhm…” Tamsan let her fingers ghost into the crevice between Anna’s cheeks. “You do.”

“Is that something you’ll school me out of?”

“It’s always better to redirect than punish,” Tamsan said. “Maybe you can put that tongue of yours to better use.”

She stretched out on the bed, her beautiful body vulnerable and bare. Anna crawled between Tamsan’s legs and lowered her head to place a soft kiss on Tamsan’s mound. Slowly, tenderly, she began to make love to Tamsan. She let her tongue move in soft strokes, kissing the outer lips until they began to swell of their own accord. Then she let the tip of the tongue trail between the inner folds, seeking out Tamsan’s sweetness, discovering the source of the flows and temporarily plugging that aperture by penetrating it as deep as she could with her supple tongue.

“You can be such a good girl,” Tamsan sighed, spreading her legs wider.

Good girl. Anna simultaneously glowed and bristled at the comment. She did not know how to take Tamsan’s sometimes domineering language. It wasn’t that Tamsan was really controlling. It was just that she made Anna feel so small and vulnerable in comparison, even though she was the one with full access to the most tender parts of Tamsan’s flesh.

For long minutes she worshiped at Tamsan’s altar, pleasured and teased until Tamsan’s body quivered with near climax. Pressing the palm of her hand on Tamsan’s golden mound, Anna exposed the sensitive bud of her clit and began to tease it. She avoided all direct contact, but instead let her tongue swirl around the very outside, almost touching with hot wet swiping strokes.

When she finally let her lips purse around the bud, Tamsan’s orgasm went off like a gunshot. Her long limbs drew up, her legs trembled and her hips rocked with the force of the burst of pleasure. She reached down with both hands, holding Anna’s mouth tight against her pussy until the spasms had abated. Only then did she release her lover.

“Still think I need schooling?” Anna grinned up between Tamsan’s raised knees.

“Oh no, sweetheart,” Tamsan drawled. “You don’t need any schooling at all.”