Prologue - Kira
Kira sat on the edge of the bed, a smile playing on her full lips as she listened to the breath of the two ing women, knowing that her two lovers had fallen completely under her spell. She´d only known them for a few weeks - and their lives would never be the same. They´d crossed every red line, broken every taboo, and done things that would have horrified them just to contemplate. Before Kira. She got up quietly, careful not to make a sound as she grabbed her bag. She left her black lacy panties where they were on the floor. A memory.
Even as she got into her car and headed off into the night, Kira felt that unquenchable thirst returning within her – more than lust, more than need for sexual fulfillment, an intense craving for the hunt, for intruding in ordinary lives, seducing and corrupting, leaving a trail of...? She didn´t know. Happily ever after? Broken souls? It didn´t matter. Kira never looked back. In fact, she wouldn´t even remember their names a week from now. All that mattered was the game.
That was her purpose. It was all she could remember ever doing, or ever wanting to do. One town, one thrill, one plan - lives transformed, molded into the shape she desired. That was the game. Proving to herself she could do it. That she could seduce, corrupt, like no other. Then away, never looking back. For Kira, the game never grew old. And as long as she kept playing, neither did she.
Chapter 1 - Forbidden Fling
Kira´s high heels clicked against the hardwood floor as she made her way up the stairs, her short denim skirt flouncing around toned thighs. She´d come to see Jenna, her new college friend, a shy and pretty was a local, she lived with her mom in a suburb a couple of miles from campus. She´d knocked, but when nobody answered she´d just walked in - the door wasn´t locked, and Jenna was expecting her.
She reached the second-story landing and knocked softly on Jenna´s bedroom door, expecting the reserved beauty would be studying or reading as usual. But no answer came. Puzzled, Kira turned the knob and pushed the door open.
"Jenna? You here?" Her voice echoed through the room, the space normally filled with her friend´s presence now seeming empty. Kira stepped inside and scanned the cluttered surface of the desk, the neatly made bed, but saw no sign of the brunette.
Just then, she heard movement from downstairs and realized Jenna must be home. Following the sound, Kira made her way down to the kitchen.
That´s when she spotted her – Sue, Jenna´s mom. Standing at the stove, the 40-year-old woman wore a simple white tank top that hugged her ample curves, emphasizing her breasts and waist before flowing over a round belly. Black yoga pants clung to her hips and thighs, ending just above shapely ankles. A lock of dark hair fell across her forehead, and she looked up as Kira entered.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in," Sue said with a warm smile, pushing the hair back and tucking a strand behind her ear. "When did you get here?"
"Just now. Jenna around?" Kira asked, sauntering over to the island counter.
"Not yet, sweetie. She texted me saying she´d be late getting home today." Sue wiped her hands on a dishtowel and leaned against the counter, crossing her arms under her impressive bust.
"No biggie. I didn´t expect to find you here instead." Kira winked, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
"I couldn´t resist a little alone time after putting in overtime at work all week," Sue replied, her lips curling in a subtle smirk that hinted at something more.
They chatted for a while, catching up on each other´s lives and college antics. As their conversation flowed, Sue found herself drawn to Kira´s infectious energy and boldness. The young woman exuded a raw, unbridled sexuality that was impossible to ignore.
"So, tell me more about these wild parties you kids throw," Sue said, trying to steer the topic away from her own lackluster love life. "I´ve heard rumors..."
"Oh, you know us – we like to have fun!" Kira giggled, rolling her eyes playfully. "But hey, speaking of girls having fun... I´ve been wondering, are you ever curious about lesbian relationships?"
Sue blinked in surprise, taken aback by the direct question. "Lesbian... relationships?"
"Yeah, you know, two women getting intimate with each other." Kira explained, her tone matter-of-fact yet inviting.
The older woman felt a sudden heat rise to her cheeks, her heart rate quickening. "Well, I... I´ve thought about it, sure. Who hasn´t, at some point?"
"But have you... done it?" Kira pressed, leaning closer with an irresistible grin.
Sue swallowed hard, her pulse pounding in her ears. She shouldn´t be discussing this with her daugther´s 20-year-old friend, especially given the way Kira was looking at her – with an intensity that bordered on predatory.
Yet, as Sue met those piercing blue eyes, she found herself unable to look away. In that moment, something primal ignited within her, a spark of desire that had long been dormant, waiting to be fanned into flames.
"I... I haven´t," Sue admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Kira tilted her head slightly, and winked seductively at the older woman. "What a shame," she purred.
With that, Kira closed the distance between them, her hands sliding up Sue´s arms to rest on her shoulders. She pulled the brunette into a deep, sensual kiss, her tongue probing Sue´s mouth as she tasted the sweetness within.
Sue moaned softly, her body melting against Kira´s, the younger woman´s lithe form pressing into her ample curves. Their lips moved in perfect sync, each stroke of their tongues sending jolts of electricity racing through their veins.
As the kiss broke, Kira nipped at Sue´s lower lip, tugging it gently between her teeth. "You´re so damn sexy, Mrs. Johnson. I bet your pussy tastes like sin."
A gasp d Sue´s throat at the blunt words, her cheeks flushing a deeper crimson. Yet, instead of pulling away, she found herself captivated by Kira´s brazen confidence, craving more of the raw, unfiltered passion radiating from the blonde bombshell.
"Show me," Sue whispered, her hands sliding down Kira´s back to grasp the firm ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
Kira grinned, pleased by the response. With deft fingers, she unzipped Sue´s yoga pants, lowering them to the floor, exposing Sue´s white cotton panties. The wet patch was clearly visible. Kira flicked the back of her hand over that place, and Sue jolted.
"What do you say we take this to the bedroom?" Kira purred, guiding Sue by the hand toward the stairs.
As they climbed the stairs, Sue´s mind raced with anticipation, her body trembling with need. She knew this was wrong, that Jenna wouldn´t approve - it was her daughter´s friend, for God´s sake! - but in that moment, it didn´t matter. She was overcome with a sense of lust unlike anything she´d ever felt. She had to give in to the irresistible call to fuel the fire that the young woman had ignited deep in her core.
And Kira, ever the vixen, would ensure every forbidden fantasy became a scorching reality...
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