It was a hot summer evening, and I was working late at my office. The only other person still in the building was my coworker, the stunningly beautiful Sarah. She was a known lipstick lesbian, always dressed in the most fashionable clothes and with her lips painted a deep, seductive red. She was the epitome of femininity, and I couldn’t help but feel a spark of attraction towards her.
As the night wore on, Sarah and I found ourselves alone in the dimly lit office. We started making small talk, and before I knew it, we were laughing and joking like old friends. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her lips, and I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss her.
Finally, I gathered the courage to make my move. I leaned in close to Sarah, our faces just inches apart. She looked up at me with those big, beautiful eyes, and I knew she wanted it too. I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips against hers. She responded eagerly, her lips parting to allow my tongue to explore her mouth.
Our kiss quickly became more passionate, and I found myself running my hands through her hair, pulling her closer to me. She moaned softly as I traced my fingers down her neck, making my way to her chest. I could feel her heart racing as I cupped her breast, teasing her nipple through the fabric of her blouse.
Sarah broke our kiss, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. She looked at me with a hunger in her eyes that I had never seen before. She stood up and slowly started to undress, her eyes never leaving mine. I watched as she revealed her perfect, toned body, my heart racing with anticipation.
She crawled back onto the couch, her lips red and swollen from our kisses. I followed her, my body trembling with desire. I kissed her again, my hands exploring every inch of her body. She moaned as I traced my fingers over her nipples, teasing them to hard peaks.
I worked my way down her body, kissing and licking her skin. I reached her inner thighs, and she spread her legs wide, inviting me in. I couldn’t resist the temptation, and I buried my face in her pussy, my tongue exploring her folds. She cried out, her back arching as I licked and sucked on her clit.
I could feel her getting closer and closer to her climax, her moans becoming louder and more urgent. I slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her tight walls contract around me. She came hard, her body shaking with pleasure.
I crawled back up her body, my lips glistening with her juices. She pulled me close, our lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss. She could taste herself on my lips, and it only made her want me more.
She rolled me onto my back and straddled me, her lips still red from our kisses. She reached down and guided my cock inside of her, her pussy welcoming me in. She rode me hard, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. I could feel myself getting close, my balls tightening with pleasure.
She leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Cum for me, baby.” And with that, I let go, my cock pulsing inside of her as I filled her with my seed. She collapsed on top of me, our bodies slick with sweat.
We lay there for a moment, our hearts racing and our breaths coming in short gasps. I looked up at her, her lips still painted that deep, seductive red. I knew I would never forget this night, this passionate encounter with the lipstick lesbian.
As we got dressed and said our goodbyes, I couldn’t help but think about what the future held for us. Would this be a one-time thing, or would it become something more? Only time would tell. But for now, I was content with the memories of our passionate encounter, and the taste of her lipstick on my lips.
