Genevieve soon learned that Mia responded best to long, firm licks, repeated with no variation while she fucked her rhythmically with her fingers. Genevieve was only too happy to give her exactly what she wanted. Mia was letting out small, desperate little whimpers. Though her tongue was too busy for her to speak, Genevieve was sure that she was nearing her release.

Genevieve pulled back a little, easing up with her tongue. She wanted to come at the same time as Mia. Such a thing was tricky to work at the best of times, but this was definitely the best of times. Genevieve was enjoying this easy chemistry with a stranger all too much. Genevieve put a hand on Mia’s hip when Mia tried to move forward, desperate for more.

“Wait,” she murmured. “I’m so—oh God—so close, Mia. We’ll do this together. Tell me you have a thing for older women grinding on your face.”

Mia didn’t hesitate and moaned in answer, “I love hot older women grinding their pussy on my face while they fuck me…I want to taste your orgasm, I want you to flood my mouth with your come until I drown in you…” the sound of her words for sure was sending Genevieve over the edge.

Genevieve felt her thighs start to tighten as the pleasure began to peak. She went back to Mia’s clit with a vengeance, giving her the firm pressure she needed as her fingers thrust harder.

It worked perfectly. Genevieve’s orgasm hit her hard, and it was all she could do to keep going on Mia’s clit. She wasn’t sure if her movements were perfect anymore, but whether or not she was getting it exactly how she wanted it didn’t seem to matter, because Mia was coming too.

Genevieve felt a surge of wetness around her fingers as Mia clenched around her. She thrust her fingers in and out a few times as Mia squirted wildly, her body shaking as her own pleasure roared through her.

Oh fuck, yes…

Genevieve’s expensive sofa was getting squirted on, but she really didn’t care. Fucking Mia while she came on her face was so much fun. Exactly the release she needed.

Genevieve was still coming. Over and over as she ground down on Mia’s face. Her orgasm went on and on, longer than it ever had before. She removed her mouth from Mia and sat upright to get every last bit of pleasure. She kept her fingers inside Mia and watched as she fucked her more and harder and Mia just squirted more and harder. It was spraying out of her pussy.

How was it possible for anyone to squirt this much?

Genevieve felt herself building again as Mia took her clitoris in her mouth and sucked hard.

“Oh fuck, oh, Mia. Jesus. That feels so good.”

Genevieve watched as Mia’s legs opened further as if wordlessly begging for more fucking.

It was a slightly awkward angle but Genevieve was enjoying it too much to stop. She added a third finger and thrust into Mia as hard as she could.

She felt the sucking on her clitoris intensify and just when she thought it wasn’t possible to come any more her mind and body flooded with pleasure from what felt like her 24th orgasm of the evening.

As she came back to earth she saw Mia’s hips rising slightly and heard her murmur.

“Please, uh, I’m so close, again. Put your thumb to my clitoris while you fuck me. Please…”

It was an easy adjustment. Genevieve moved her thumb to Mia’s clitoris giving her the pressure she had clearly been craving.

Seconds later, she watched as Mia’s body writhed in ecstasy tightening and releasing in the throes of orgasm. She cried out loudly into Genevieve’s pussy.

Fuck. Who is this woman?

Genevieve extracted her fingers finally and fell back down to the big expansive sofa that was now soaked in Mia’s juices.

Hmmm. Going to have to get that cleaned professionally, but never mind. That was incredible.

They both lay there, panting, recovering from what Genevieve suddenly realized was the best sex she’d ever had. Even with Kate…

Don’t think about that.

She wasn’t going to ruin this beautiful moment with such morbid thoughts. She was too blissed-out to allow that to happen. Genevieve instead flipped herself around so that she and Mia could entangle themselves in each other’s arms. Genevieve kissed Mia almost chastely, a kiss that Mia returned languidly for a few moments before tucking her head into Genevieve’s shoulder, sighing contentedly.

“I certainly struck it lucky tonight. That was incredible,” Mia murmured.

“You’ve taken the words right out of my mouth.”

They lay in strangely comfortable silence for a while. Genevieve usually struggled with these silences. She didn’t like to kick her partners out the moment they were finished, but this also seemed an inappropriate time to resume with the small talk.

However, with Mia, she was perfectly content to lie here, feeling Mia’s heartbeat through her palm, which was pressed against Mia’s back.