Nan stroked Lara's cheek, looked into her eyes and kissed her deeply once more. Lara succumbed to the larger, stronger, and taller Nan and allowed her to have whatever she wanted.
The thirty-seven year old woman, who had resigned to living at home nestled inside the Eastern Appalachians, kept bottled down deep inside her a longing to break free and become the free spirit that she had dreamed of when she was little girl. Nan wanted all of Lara's essence. She wanted all of her free spirit and bravery.
Nan ran her hands over Lara's A-cup breasts and grabbed them both, just as if she were taking the reins of a horse. She squeezed them with the same kind of control and authority as a ranch hand trying to tame a wild fillie. Nan lowered her face to plant another deep kiss, stretching her tongue deep down into Lara's mouth. Lara received it with no resistance, allowing Nan to explore and taste whatever she wanted.
Nan picked herself up and pulled her tank-top off, casting it aside. Then still on her knees, pulled her pajama bottoms and panties off one leg at a time. Lara watched while reaching her right fingers down between her labia. Nan wasted little time.
She placed her hands underneath Lara's thighs, lifted them up and sank her mouth on her clitoris, sucking and lapping her tongue as if she had been starved for far too long.
"Uhh!" Lara whined and cried like her six-year old girl.
Nan groaned and grunted with satisfaction, working with intensity and haste. The sense of ferocity coming from her might have made other girls uneasy, but Lara's little girl had already learned to trust the stronger, dominant partner after years of being with Teresa.
"Oh Lara!" Nan whispered, raising her head, squeezing the young woman's thighs. "Cum for me, cum for me!"
Nan inserted a finger deep inside Lara, fucking her fiercely and licking her clitoris at the same time.
"Ohh!" Lara cried more emphatically from the determination.
She kept her eyes closed and breathed heavily and rhythmically. Her arms flailed helplessly. Nan kept her pace, maintaining her motions and working feverishly to get the reward she thirsted for. She removed her mouth and rubbed Lara's clitoris with a couple of fingers while still frantically pumping a couple of fingers from her other hand.
"Come on, cum for me. Cum for me!" Nan whispered.
Under closed eyes, Lara kept seeing the face of Teresa. The moment when the two were fourteen years old at the movie theater. Teresa had mastered the art of playing Lara and knew exactly how to get what she wanted. Lara paid no attention to her surroundings, placing all trust into Teresa's protection.
"Don't think about who's watching or what's around you, only think about me."
Over the course of her relationship with Teresa, she had been trained to trust that Teresa would take control and keep her safe and protected. Lara allowed Teresa to do whatever she wanted, as hard she wanted, and ferociously as she wanted, and knew that no harm would come to her. In turn, Teresa enjoyed experimenting with Lara and learned exactly what to do and how to do it to get exactly the response she wanted.
Lara's thighs trembled while she cried and whined, just like in the movie theater. She twisted to her left and right, heaving and bucking, but Nan's stronger arms and upper body held her firmly in place against her mouth.
Nan licked up the remaining juices from Lara's little girl. Lara's body continued to jolt and jerk from the random electrical surges after orgasm. Nan released her grip and sat up on her knees. Lara turned to her side and pulled her knees up to her chest in exhaustion.
"Ahh!" Nan breathed in with delight.
The two remained resting for several seconds. Neither one spoke.
Nan laid down next to Lara, facing her.
"Come on, come here." She whispered. Lara rolled into her Nan's arms while Nan enveloped her in a cocoon. Lara felt safe.
