One of Luna’s favorite places to go was the local sandwich shop. There was a bike path that took her through the most scenic places in town. But the real draw was the nearby train depot, which ushered in the occasional tourist.
Luna loved almost everything about her town. She loved that she could walk to work. She rarely found a desire to leave her brightly lit apartment, except for a bike ride. It was a town friendly to bikers. But that’s where the friendliness stopped.
All the visitors she encountered seemed happier, nicer, and prettier. Her favorite pastime on a late Sunday morning was getting a sandwich when the 11:30 arrived.
Strangers always came to town hungry.
Luna spotted Talia eating at a bench table and knew immediately how she wanted to spend the afternoon. She ordered a sandwich and sat at a table across from her. Luna looked at the massive bun in front of her with bulging eyes.
“What was I thinking?” she said to Talia.
Talia giggled but was laughing harder as Luna struggled to cut her teeth through a big piece of tomato. Luna took it as an invitation to sit at her table.
“So, you here for the cathedral?” asked Luna.
“Not really,” said Talia. “It’s funny. I don’t really know why I’m here.”
“Are you lost?” said Luna.
“No,” said Talia.
“Well, I guess you’re found then,” said a beaming Luna.
Luna’s cute afro and sassy smile always seemed to bring out the whimsy in other folks and Talia was feeling dazzled by her. She thought Luna was pretty and saw an innocent curiosity in her eyes. Maybe it wasn’t so innocent. But Talia wasn’t feeling so innocent either.
Talia had nowhere to go when she finished her sandwich, so when the time came to clear off the table she simply followed Luna outside. Luna got her bike and they started to walk, all the way to Luna’s place.
“You want to come in for tea or something?” asked Luna.
“Something,” said Talia.
Luna was getting the same feeling she had those other times she brought visitors home from the sandwich shop. She had lost track of how many, but she reckoned that she got lucky every couple months or so. It was never a dude. Luna was way too pretty to make that a challenge. Plus, she would never let a strange man into her home, no matter how cute or funny he was.
Talia had never done anything like this—and had never been with a woman—but their hearts were both beating with equal measure as they walked into Luna’s apartment.
Luna was turning to close the door when Talia made an unexpected move. Luna opened her mouth to welcome the stranger’s tongue. The two embraced and made out for several minutes before Luna thought to shut the door. She didn’t want any of her snooping neighbors to see what happened next.
She could feel Talia’s hardened nipples under her sleeveless shirt—with its colorful watermelon print—and pulled the shirt down to uncover them. They were sweet to the taste. Talia returned the favor, tugging Luna’s tank top down around her flat stomach as she twisted her tongue over her tits.
Talia was the first one down on her knees. She dropped Luna’s low-cut jean shorts to the floor and slowly drove Luna crazy with slow kisses around her purple panties. She pulled down the underwear and marveled at Luna’s trimmed pussy hairs, which she inspected more closely with her tongue.
Luna didn’t want to get too carried away, at least not yet. She was determined to be a good host. She stood Talia up and turned her around with surprising force. Luna knew she liked it because she saw Talia smiling back at her in the mirror in front of them. Luna massaged Talia’s pert breasts and kissed her gently on the neck. She wasn’t sure if Talia was already starting to orgasm before her hand had even made it down across her tummy and under her jean capris.
“Ohh, fuuuuuk,” moaned Talia, as Luna wriggled her fingers down into her jeans.
Luna kissed her way down Talia’s back and took off her capris, admiring her pretty white panties before ripping those off too. She kissed around her cheeks before spreading them apart, taking a long lick from her clit to her ass, where she lingered. Talia gave a look like she’d never been kissed there before—it was a day of firsts. Luna slathered her tongue all over Talia’s pussy and then rubbed her soft parts as she prodded Talia’s ass with her tongue. Talia came swift and hard.
“I’m so sorry, I came so fast,” she gasped.
Luna didn’t seem to mind, particularly after Talia turned her around so she could take her turn with Luna’s beautiful ass. Talia rubbed Luna’s clit with her thumb as she got her pussy sloppy with spit. She rubbed her smooth dark lips loose until the pink on her insides, like juicy watermelon, was visible. Luna was being unraveled by Talia’s tongue. She sat up on the table to give Talia all she could eat. Luna grabbed Talia by her French braid and looked up to the ceiling and moaned as Talia licked her plate clean, making her cum and cum.
They held each other close and got in a long last kiss. “I have to catch the 3 o’clock,” said Talia.
“Will you come back?” asked Luna.
“Maybe I will,” said Talia. “That was a pretty good… sandwich.”
As Talia stepped to the door, Luna grabbed her by the waist and stuffed what felt like a small piece of metal into Talia’s back pocket; her spare key.
“Next time, surprise me,” said Luna.
Luna fell back against the door as it closed, and lifted Talia’s forgotten panties over her face. The scent was no longer of a stranger.
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