She stood, looking upwards, eyes blinking. Two towering figures stood in front of her. Their lean shapes silhouetted against the orange candle light glowing around them.
How did she get here? Who were these looming figures? She knew that she was only 4’6″ but damn, how tall could they be?
The feminine silhouette slowly and gracefully fell back into a bed she hadn’t noticed was there. Shadows cast by breasts and hair fell across the smooth, barely lit figure laying on the bed in front of her. She felt drawn to the mysterious being.
She climbed onto the bed crawling on all fours as a pair of legs spread open in front of her. She could could see the smooth contours of a woman’s body accentuated by flickering shadows. She could see the woman’s chest rise and fall slowly but heavily. A delicate hand reached out slowly and grabbed her head firmly pulling her down in between the woman’s legs.
As her lips met warm flesh a euphoric quiver shot through her and the woman moaned. She began exploring with her tongue, squeezing within her lips, tasting. She could feel the shadowy figures heartbeat increasing by the pulsations on her tongue. She caressed and rubbed with her small hands, hands that caused the woman to tense and shiver.