Senator's Dirty Queen

Chapter 12

It was the eve of Thanksgiving and the entire family along with a few other friends had gathered here together inside the house while this was going on in the garage and whatever the situation might be Alex Jr. knew better than provoke Vignette’s anger at the moment any longer.

Vignette sent Alex Jr. away, throwing his pants at him as he left the garage and into the house. Alex Jr. closed the door behind him. Kylie couldn't hear what they'd said as they'd parted because her own sobs were too loud. Yet as soon as Alex Jr. was gone, Kylie managed to stop herself from crying. She knew that it was her turn to face what was coming to her, and it was only fair that she give Vignette her undivided attention.

But when Kylie's eyes focused through her tears, she saw Vignette come at her not with a fist or an insult but a box of Kleenex.

"Don't let him make you feel this way," she said. She took a wad of Kleenex and wiped at Kylie's eyes with them. "I know this wasn't your fault, Kylie."

Being recognized almost made Kylie feel worse. She had met Vignette briefly a few times before, but had hoped the connection wouldn't be made. Yet Vignette wasn't diminishing her, and odd as that was, it helped. Vignette was a star student with perfect grades and every single of her teacher loved her, even though Kylie did not know the real reason behind that.

"I'm sorry I called you a child. I know you're not. But you are still a freshman and well you know I am a year older than you and Alex. Jr is two years older than me."

Kylie pleaded apologies again.

"You made a mistake. That's okay. But I know how Alex Jr. can be. And I know how you are." Vignette looked down at Kylie frankly. "This wasn't your idea, was it?"

Kylie answered by explaining how she'd met Alex Jr.. She didn't think her answer would help her own skin, but she wanted Vignette to know the truth. When she was done, she added that she didn't know why she did this because she knew it was wrong, and she apologized for ruining Vignette's marriage.

But Vignette smiled, sat down on the hood of the car beside her, and shook her head.

"You didn't ruin anything, Kylie. Alex Jr. has cheated on me before, and he will again. And I've known that. Many times. We both know he does it, but we don't talk about it. I know it's weird, but that's just how our marriage works."

"But you were so mad at him..."

"Because he shouldn't have done it with you. I know you're inexperienced. You're innocent. And Alex Jr. is a great lover, but he's not the kind of guy you should have as your first."

"He was good to me."

Vignette shook her head. "Not from what I saw. I was there long enough to hear you telling him you wanted him to lick you, and then that you wanted to c*m. And if I could hear it, then he should have, but he was selfish. He didn't mean it, but he was using you, Kylie. And that was what made me mad. Well, that and the fact that he was stupid enough to get caught. If I don't see it, that's one thing..."

"He was nice to me the first time," Kylie said quietly, not sure why she was defending Alex Jr., because Vignette was right. Alex Jr. had been selfish. She'd sucked him for so long, and all he wanted was more. And when he f****d her, he paid no attention to her needs. He came all over her without giving her pleasure a second thought. She didn't want to admit it at the time, but she had felt used. And Vignette understood completely.

"It's easy to get attached to your first lover," Vignette said, now stroking her fingers through Kylie's blonde curls. "But that makes it easy for them to take advantage if they don't care enough or understand."

Kylie nodded. She still had a swarm of butterflies in her tummy, but her tears had dried up, and she actually felt really good. She loved Vignette for being so kind and understanding, because whether Alex Jr. was allowed to cheat or not, Kylie didn't feel she deserved such nice treatment. There was no reason for Vignette to care. It was just who she was.

"Does the c*m bother you?" Vignette said, looking softly into Kylie's eyes, still stroking her hair.

Kylie sat up a little on her elbows and looked down over herself. The c*m was literally everywhere. "Yeah, I guess I should go."

"No," Vignette said, putting a hand on Kylie's chest, touching c*m. "You don't have to go. I just wanted to know if you wanted me to clean you up. Some girls don't like having sperm all over them."

Kylie wasn't sure what to say. No, the c*m didn't bother her. It was actually still a little warm, and now that she didn't fear for her life, the sensation of it all over her was making her a little wet. But obviously it was time for her to go now, so of course she wanted to clean it up.

"I don't mind it. But you don't have to help me clean up. I can do it."

Vignette ran her hand from Kylie's chest to the side of her breast, her fingertips just missing Kylie's n****e. c*m smeared in her hands' wake. "Is there anything else I can help you with?" she asked.

Kylie followed Vignette's eyes to her own bushy v****a. Before she could ask what Vignette meant, she knew. She just couldn't believe it.

"Do you still want to c*m?"

Vignette ran her fingers through the c*m on Kylie's body, moving down her side and then over her hips, stopping with a fingertip directly on Kylie's clit. Kylie stiffened with pleasure. It felt so good, having pressure there from another person, that Kylie didn't care that it was a woman. Vignette had been so good to her thus far, and now she was offering to help where Alex Jr. hadn't. It didn't seem gay. Just one woman helping another.

Kylie took a deep breath. She felt her n*****s growing hard. She didn't think she'd last long anyway, so why not? "Yes..."

Vignette began rubbing Kylie's clit, first with just a delicate finger, than with a rougher hand. Kylie spread her thighs and closed her eyes, trying to reach climax as soon as possible so she could get out of Vignette's way. The woman had done so much for her already, she didn't want to burden her. But Kylie couldn't ignore how good Vignette's touch felt, either, and how much she wanted it to last.

"Does that feel good?" Vignette asked.

"Mmmm, yes," Kylie replied.

"Are you close to cumming?"

Kylie felt good, but not that good, and the shake-up from earlier had definitely hurt her drive. "No, not yet. I'm sorry."

"That's okay. You don't have to be close. I can make this last, if you want. How long did you suck him?" Kylie wasn't sure, but she told Vignette when they'd started up, which, she was surprised to find, had been almost two hours ago.

"My God," Vignette gasped. "You're a very special young woman. Alex Jr. definitely doesn't deserve you."

Kylie said nothing.

"I can try to make you last that long. Do you want that?"

Kylie bit her lip, her eyes still closed. "Yeah..."

Vignette rubbed Kylie's clit for several minutes, alternating speed, pressure, and occasionally dipping her fingers in c*m to lube up. It all worked up Kylie into an area she'd never reached before, even during that first time with Alex Jr.. Her p***y felt like it was on fire, and she didn't want it to stop. She grabbed Vignette's arm tight with both hands as a signal to keep going.

"Oh God," Kylie gasped. "Oh my--" and then she was cut off by a slow, soft kiss that came out of nowhere but was easily welcomed. Kylie's first instinct would have been to open her eyes in shock if she hadn't already been fantasizing about the kiss, and so when she got what she wanted, she was more than ready to kiss back. It was a lover's kiss, soft and sweet, tongues making love instead of wrestling, lips molding together instead of smacking. Kylie tasted Alex Jr.'s c*m from her own lips, and became thrilled at the knowledge that Vignette must have tasted it, too.

Vignette stopped frigging Kylie's clit and dipped a finger inside the young girl's p***y, f*****g her tight, wet box deep and slow. Kylie's ultra strong muscles gripped her finger, locking her inside and sucking her all the way in to the last knuckle.

They moaned together.

Vignette ran her hand through Kylie's hair more urgently, holding the girl's head and pulling her deeper into the kiss. Kylie reached around Vignette's body and held her. She ran her hands up and down along Vignette's back.

When Vignette finally broke the kiss, the women's lips parted as if in ultra slow motion. But their eyes locked, wide and disbelieving and excited. Kylie tried to pull Vignette back for another kiss, but Vignette evaded, going instead for the girl's cheek where her husband's c*m clung in thick droplets. Vignette licked the c*m up slowly, making the movement of her tongue on Kylie's cheek lingering and sensual.

"He tastes good, doesn't he?" Vignette said. "Did you take it in your mouth...before?"

Kylie nodded. "I liked it," she said, barely a whisper.

Vignette pulled her finger out from Kylie's p***y and brought it to her mouth. She licked her finger, tasting.

"I think you taste even better," Vignette said. She offered her finger to Kylie, who took it and sucked like a baby on a n****e. When Vignette pulled it away, the women shared another, brief kiss. Then Vignette asked, "Can I taste more?"

Kylie nodded, holding her breath. Vignette ran her hands down across Kylie's breasts and tummy, rubbing and smearing all of Alex Jr.'s spunk into her soft, white skin. Vignette followed with her lips, making her way down with gentle kisses on Kylie's little breasts, then between them, all the way down to her belly button where a small pool of c*m had collected. Vignette slurped it out quietly, then moved further south until her lips entered the curly patch of Kylie's blonde, c*m-soaked pubic hair.

Vignette made as if the c*m was a feast, and she was starving. She sucked and slurped at the c*m, but was careful not to touch Kylie's clit too much or too directly. She didn't want the little beauty climaxing. Not yet. Not for a long time. Once the girl's bush had been cleaned of jizz, Vignette dipped lower, bumped her nose against Kylie's clit, and then slid her tongue forward, forcing into Kylie's cunt. She smelled and tasted so fresh and delicious that Vignette lost control for a moment and began eating her out fast and hard. She stopped only when Kylie called out in pleasure, remembering then that this needed to last. But teasing Kylie's mouth-watering p***y was as much torture for Vignette as it was for Kylie, because all Vignette wanted to do was dive in.

"My God, Kylie," Vignette said with her lips pressed flush to Kylie's p***y. "You have the sweetest p***y I've ever tasted. My God. My God!"

And Vignette meant it, too. She could barely contain herself. Not only did the little cunt taste great, but it was so smooth and soft, like a rare, priceless fruit. Vignette didn't mind the little blonde bush, but she knew if Kylie shaved herself bare, she'd be even more of a treat.

So ladiies.... what do you think? ?? Was it what you were thinking? Do you think Vignette handled it well? I would love to hear your opinions... tell me in the comments and don't forget to add the book to your library ... and remember to vote for my book.