Like Mother, Like Daughter [3/?]
anonymous
March 19 2011, 19:32:19 UTC
thanks for all the encouragement, haha. here, have the first bit of straight smut I've ever written Cx /usually writes slash jsyk, I use "pussy" and "cunt" and other casual terms here. and also, I think I'll expand this into a full story...god knows I need practice writing straight smut, hurr. tell me how it is, please? ^^
Alina giggled and wrapped her legs around Francis' waist, bringing her hands up and twisting them into his hair as they kissed passionately enough to put porn stars to shame. Her mouth tasted like bubblegum and coffee, which wasn't as bad a combination as Francis would've originally thought. She pressed her tongue against his, sliding wetly over it, and ground their hips together before Francis gripped her shoulders and pushed her back against the table, hovering over her and not breaking the kiss. When he finally did, Alina was red from breathlessness, with an endearing expression of delight on her face. He kissed her again lightly on the lips before licking down her jaw and throat, stopping at the V-neck of her tank top and massaging her large breasts through the shirt.
"Ah," she gasped, arching up as he pressed his mouth over her, the material between his tongue and her skin dampening quickly. "Oh, god, just like that!" Quickly pulling her shirt off, Francis latched back onto her breasts, squeezing one and licking and sucking the pert pink nipple on the other before switching off. He set his free hand on the inside of her thigh, lightly tracing over her wet panties.
"Oh, my," he smirked, rubbing her clit through the cloth with his thumb. "You're so wet already?"
"W-what can I say? You've got a talented mouth!" she managed to groan, shuddering against him. He dragged his tongue down to her belly button piercing, playing with the small silver ring for a few seconds as he slipped the tip of one finger into her soaked entrance. "Oh, oh!" She choked on her cry as he pulled her shorts off, throwing them somewhere behind him, and licked a long line up her still-covered pussy.
Still smirking, Francis glanced at her as she writhed, squirming in an attempt to get more; finally, he pulled her panties out of the way with one hand and sucked her clit into his mouth, wondering how on earth she tasted so sweet. She moaned again, spreading her thighs as far apart as possible as he pushed another finger in, thrusting and scissoring them lazily as he lapped at her. When he looked up again, Alina was massaging her breasts, squeezing them together and licking at the nipples as she panted. He pulled his fingers out and brought them to her lips, and she sucked them into her mouth, licking them clean and groaning at the taste. "Mmm, more," she pleaded, and he grinned, lowering his head and pushing his tongue inside her, rubbing her clit with his fingers. Alina shuddered again. "O-or that! That's real good too!"
Within a few minutes, she came, breathing heavily and bouncing on the table. Francis pulled away and Alina, exhibiting that amazing strength of hers, pulled him in for another kiss, licking her juices off his lips and exploring his mouth for more. "Stingy!" she accused when he beat her to it. Either way, she kissed him again, unbuttoning his shirt and setting it on the table. She slid to the ground, legs a little wobbly, and kneeled in front of him, nuzzling his totally obvious boner through the black slacks he wore.
Alina had talented hands, he decided a few seconds later as she unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out of his pants, tracing her short blue nails over the vein and rubbing the tip gently. Then she leaned forward and licked at him, slipping her tongue into the slit at the top and running it up and down as she slowly jerked the base, and he figured that she must do this a lot.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked as she pulled away with a wet pop.
The girl frowned. "Well, yes. Of course. But Kiku's too tame," she lamented, shaking her head. "We've only fucked like three times."
jsyk, I use "pussy" and "cunt" and other casual terms here. and also, I think I'll expand this into a full story...god knows I need practice writing straight smut, hurr. tell me how it is, please? ^^
Alina giggled and wrapped her legs around Francis' waist, bringing her hands up and twisting them into his hair as they kissed passionately enough to put porn stars to shame. Her mouth tasted like bubblegum and coffee, which wasn't as bad a combination as Francis would've originally thought. She pressed her tongue against his, sliding wetly over it, and ground their hips together before Francis gripped her shoulders and pushed her back against the table, hovering over her and not breaking the kiss. When he finally did, Alina was red from breathlessness, with an endearing expression of delight on her face. He kissed her again lightly on the lips before licking down her jaw and throat, stopping at the V-neck of her tank top and massaging her large breasts through the shirt.
"Ah," she gasped, arching up as he pressed his mouth over her, the material between his tongue and her skin dampening quickly. "Oh, god, just like that!" Quickly pulling her shirt off, Francis latched back onto her breasts, squeezing one and licking and sucking the pert pink nipple on the other before switching off. He set his free hand on the inside of her thigh, lightly tracing over her wet panties.
"Oh, my," he smirked, rubbing her clit through the cloth with his thumb. "You're so wet already?"
"W-what can I say? You've got a talented mouth!" she managed to groan, shuddering against him. He dragged his tongue down to her belly button piercing, playing with the small silver ring for a few seconds as he slipped the tip of one finger into her soaked entrance. "Oh, oh!" She choked on her cry as he pulled her shorts off, throwing them somewhere behind him, and licked a long line up her still-covered pussy.
Still smirking, Francis glanced at her as she writhed, squirming in an attempt to get more; finally, he pulled her panties out of the way with one hand and sucked her clit into his mouth, wondering how on earth she tasted so sweet. She moaned again, spreading her thighs as far apart as possible as he pushed another finger in, thrusting and scissoring them lazily as he lapped at her. When he looked up again, Alina was massaging her breasts, squeezing them together and licking at the nipples as she panted. He pulled his fingers out and brought them to her lips, and she sucked them into her mouth, licking them clean and groaning at the taste. "Mmm, more," she pleaded, and he grinned, lowering his head and pushing his tongue inside her, rubbing her clit with his fingers. Alina shuddered again. "O-or that! That's real good too!"
Within a few minutes, she came, breathing heavily and bouncing on the table. Francis pulled away and Alina, exhibiting that amazing strength of hers, pulled him in for another kiss, licking her juices off his lips and exploring his mouth for more. "Stingy!" she accused when he beat her to it. Either way, she kissed him again, unbuttoning his shirt and setting it on the table. She slid to the ground, legs a little wobbly, and kneeled in front of him, nuzzling his totally obvious boner through the black slacks he wore.
Alina had talented hands, he decided a few seconds later as she unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out of his pants, tracing her short blue nails over the vein and rubbing the tip gently. Then she leaned forward and licked at him, slipping her tongue into the slit at the top and running it up and down as she slowly jerked the base, and he figured that she must do this a lot.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked as she pulled away with a wet pop.
The girl frowned. "Well, yes. Of course. But Kiku's too tame," she lamented, shaking her head. "We've only fucked like three times."
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