Her Sweetest Taste

Jasmine

As Sarah sat at the bar, sipping her drink, she couldn't help but feel drawn to the stunning woman dancing on the stage. The woman had long, flowing hair, piercing eyes, and a body that was both athletic and curvy. As the song ended, the woman walked over to Sarah and struck up a conversation.

"My name is Jasmine," the woman said, flashing a sultry smile.

"Sarah," she replied, feeling a surge of excitement.

Jasmine leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Sarah's ear. "Want to go somewhere more private?" she whispered. Sarah was already captivated by her beauty her voice was just adding to that attraction. 

Sarah hesitated for a moment, but the allure of Jasmine's beauty was too strong to resist. She followed the dancer to a back room, where they locked eyes and began to kiss passionately.

Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, exploring every curve and crevice. Sarah felt a rush of adrenaline as Jasmine pushed her up against the wall and began to kiss her neck.

Jasmine watched as Sarah started rubbing herself, getting instant release. Jasmine moaned gently at the sight. Sarah's breathing sped up a little as she rubbed faster. Her moans only made it harder for jasmine to control herself. She could tell she was close so she reached over and pulled her hand away from her body. Sarah let out an annoyed moan, glaring at
her.
"You don't get to cum, unless I say you can." Jasmine told her, matching her gaze.
"Fuck, that's hot..." she moaned under her breath.
"On your stomach, now." Jasmine said, letting her hand go.
She rolled over onto her stomach. Jasmine lifted the lower half of her body up and pulled down her pants and panties. Gently running her fingers along sarah's ass, wanting nothing more than to bruise it.
"You have such a pretty ass." she whispered to Sarah before a hard smacked was embedded to her ass.

For the next hour, they lost themselves in a whirlwind of passion, forgetting all of their problems and the world around them. As they lay there, breathless and satisfied, Sarah couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected encounter.

As they parted ways, Jasmine gave Sarah a wink and a kiss on the cheek. "Until next time," she said, disappearing back into the club.

Sarah smiled to herself, feeling a newfound sense of confidence and liberation. She knew that she would never forget the experience, and that it would always hold a special place in her heart.

Sarah felt alive, her heart racing with excitement as she thought about the incredible experience she had just had with Jasmine. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she felt a sense of liberation and freedom that she had never felt before.

As she lay in bed that night, Sarah couldn't help but think about Jasmine and the way she had made her feel. She wondered if she would ever see her again, or if their encounter was just a one-time thing. Despite the uncertainty, Sarah couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for the opportunity to try something new and step out of her comfort zone.

Although Sarah wasn't sure where things would go with Jasmine, she felt a renewed sense of confidence and self-assuredness. She was no longer afraid to take risks or try new things, and she knew that this newfound sense of freedom would open up new opportunities and experiences for her in the future.

As Sarah lay in bed that night, the memory of Jasmine's touch lingered in her mind. She couldn't resist the temptation of touching herself as she replayed the moment in her head. Her body felt alive with the sensation of Jasmine's skin against hers, and the electricity that had flowed between them was still palpable. Sarah closed her eyes and let her imagination run wild. She pictured Jasmine's body moving in rhythm with hers, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. The thought of Jasmine's hands exploring every inch of her body sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

 For Sarah, the experience with Jasmine was a moment of pure liberation. She had never felt so free and uninhibited before, and it was a feeling she wanted to hold onto for as long as possible. As she drifted off to sleep that night, a smile on her face, she knew that the memory of Jasmine would stay with her for a long time to come.

In the days that followed, Sarah found herself daydreaming about Jasmine and their time together. She was surprised by how much she had enjoyed their encounter, and it made her question some of the things she had previously thought about herself and her sexuality.