Emma's Hypnosis (Lesbian Mind Control Erotica) Read Online Free Page B

neck.
    “Relax,” Lydia said, releasing her with a chuckle. “I’m just messing with you.”
    Caught up by swirls of heat and a dampness between her le gs, Emma struggled to stay calm… but, in the back of her mind, there was that reminder that she could erase all this if it went awry…
    “Wow,” Lydia said, suddenly apologetic. “You really are all horned up… I know it’s been awhile since you had a successful date…”
    Afire and overly daring, Emma took a gamble. She began unzipping her own jeans. “Better finish what you started,” she breathed, adopting a half-joking tone , but Lydia knew she was serious.
    “Ok…” the brunette muttered. “But only because you’re my best friend, and we’re so drunk, and only this once… and I know you won’t tell anybody…”
    Frozen with amazement at her gorgeous friend agreeing to her request, Emma just stared, heated, as Lydia quickly tugged her jeans the rest of the way down , leaving her in just her underwear. The brunette pulled her up to a sitting position on the couch, and then sat next to her, sliding her hand down under her panties.
    Lydia went to work, her fingers curling inside her already slick folds and her palm against Emma’s mound. The pleasure was an immediate relief to the stuffy heat in her body.
    “Have you done this before?” Emma managed to ask between deepening breaths.
    “Once in high school and twice in college,” Lydia replied as she rubbed, strangely serious. They matched gazes. “Never gone farther, though. You?”
    Emm a looked back at her friend’s questioning eyes. “My… babysitter ate me out last night…”
    Lydia’s eyes widened, but she didn’t laugh. Instead, she sped up her thrusting fingers and rubbing palm. “Wow… how did it happen?”
    Overcome with shooting pleasure, it was all Emma could to explain between panting intakes of breath. “Wine. And, she said she’s been… thinking about it this whole time. And I had another let-down date.”
    “That’s hot,” Lydia said, her breath on Emma’s face. “I can see why you’re so hot and bothered today…”
    Emma nodded, and finally broke eye contact, in favor of closing her eyes and sinking into Lydia’s expert hand.
    The heat building in her body seemed to rise to a painful pressure, pulsing in time with the fingers inside her, until she felt like she might explode. All her thoughts blanked, her inner walls clenched, her legs tensed up - and she moaned.
    “Oh…” Lydia whispered , intrigued.
    Emma let the pleasure rush through her like a wave, relieving the uncomfortable heat. She thrust against her friend’s hand once, twice, and then sighed, relaxing.
    Lydia gently withdrew her fingers.
    Emma opened her eyes after a moment and saw her friend watching her with concern.
    “We good?” Lydia asked. “Not weird or anything?”
    “No,” Emma replied, sighing happily. “I really needed that.”
    “Good.”
    “Do… you?” she asked, in a relaxed daze. “You said I turned you on…”
    Lydia thought for a moment, but their closeness seemed to help her speak honestly. “Yeah.” She unzipped her pants and slid them down, taking her underwear with them and leaving herself fully naked.
    Reaching over, Emma laid one hand on Lydia’s tummy and one hand on her friend’s soft skin, just above her sex. The area was warm and intimate in a way she’d never felt before - matched only by the continuing sensations of her slowly descending fingers. She felt Lydia’s moist lips and heated mound with a kind of wonder, amazed at the naked female body under her hands.
    She curled a finger up and in, feeling around the slick folds. The sensation was much like fingering herself, but different - the textures were different, the heat was different, and there was another person responding to her touch… Lydia arched up against her hand.
    Entranced, Emma easily found her friend’s G spot, using her own experience as guide. She wondered briefly if that was how