Fill: Unseen 13/?
anonymous
May 13 2014, 20:14:07 UTC
“Perhaps we should start by removing the Specialist’s clothes,” Liara said. She placed her hands on Sam’s waist and slid them up across her stomach, lifting the shirt as she went. Sam sucked in a breath as Liara undid the clasps on her bra, and then Shepard’s hands resumed their gentle attentions. Sam tilted her head back and closed her eyes, her breathing starting to come heavier.
Liara disposed of Sam’s pants just as quickly, pausing to trace her hands across Sam’s ass. “Now,” she murmured, “what should we do with her, Shepard?”
“Do you feel like performing a magic trick, Liara?” Shepard asked, her hands still playing with Sam’s breasts.
“A magic trick?” Liara said. Sam’s eyes opened slightly, and she saw Liara come to stand behind Shepard. Sam whimpered as Shepard turned to face her lover, whispering something in the asari’s ear.
“Oh, I like that,” Liara murmured. “I like that very much. But you have to promise to let me have my turn later.”
“Of course,” Shepard said. “I’d never dream of denying you that.”
Liara smiled. “Lie down, Sam,” she said. “It will make it easier that way.”
Sam had absolutely no idea what was going on, but she was in no position to refuse. She didn’t want to refuse. She laid down on the floor and looked up at Liara and Shepard.
A moment later, Liara was enveloped in a blue biotic glow once more. She lifted her hand and, to her surprise, Sam felt herself lifting off the floor as well. Levitating. She understood what Shepard meant by ‘a magic trick’. Sam couldn’t begin to imagine how much energy and focus that was taking.
Shepard moved in and began by running her hands all over Sam’s body. “You like this, don’t you?” Shepard asked.
“Yes,” Sam breathed in response.
“Very good,” Shepard said. “But Liara can’t hold this forever, so I should get down to business.” Shepard slid one finger into Sam’s cunt. It was a very bizarre sensation to arch back against a cushion of air, both more and less yielding than the bed she was used to, like she was completely immersed in water. Shepard slid another finger in, moving it around.
Sam gasped and twitched in mid-air, feeling a momentary sense of vertigo. Her every movement was matched by the biotic cushion Liara had created. Then, to her surprise, the cushion started moving underneath her. It felt like hands caressing her ass and legs, adding to the overwhelming sensuality she was feeling. She felt like begging, but at the same time she was incapable of doing anything but gasping and moaning.
She was sure that she’d never been this aroused in her entire life, completely at the mercy of these two powerful women as she was. It stirred something up, deep inside her. A desire to do something more, give something more. More of herself. More of…
Sam came, thrashing against the biotic cushion, her head tipping backwards as she cried out. Loudly. She felt herself being lowered down, and soon she was laying on the floor again. She moaned softly at the lack of anyone touching her. That had been so intense, so satisfying…
“Did you enjoy that?” Shepard asked, peering down at Sam. “Because it sure looked like you did.”
“Ohhh,” Sam moaned, squirming for no reason that she could tell.
“I think that’s a ‘yes’, Shepard,” Liara said with a chuckle. “Magic trick. I’ll have to remember that for later.”
“I believe it’s your turn to play, my blue goddess,” Shepard said, running a hand down Liara’s side.
“I believe it is,” Liara agreed. “Samantha, can you stand?”
Sam used her hands to push herself up off of the floor, still feeling shaky. To her relief, Liara guided her over to the bed and Sam laid down again gratefully.
“You’re being such a good submissive girl,” Liara murmured, looking directly into Sam’s eyes. Sam’s stomach did another of those flips, anxious and excited all at once. “Are you a submissive, Samantha?”
“Yes,” Sam replied, knowing it was true. “Yes. I want you to command me.”
Liara disposed of Sam’s pants just as quickly, pausing to trace her hands across Sam’s ass. “Now,” she murmured, “what should we do with her, Shepard?”
“Do you feel like performing a magic trick, Liara?” Shepard asked, her hands still playing with Sam’s breasts.
“A magic trick?” Liara said. Sam’s eyes opened slightly, and she saw Liara come to stand behind Shepard. Sam whimpered as Shepard turned to face her lover, whispering something in the asari’s ear.
“Oh, I like that,” Liara murmured. “I like that very much. But you have to promise to let me have my turn later.”
“Of course,” Shepard said. “I’d never dream of denying you that.”
Liara smiled. “Lie down, Sam,” she said. “It will make it easier that way.”
Sam had absolutely no idea what was going on, but she was in no position to refuse. She didn’t want to refuse. She laid down on the floor and looked up at Liara and Shepard.
A moment later, Liara was enveloped in a blue biotic glow once more. She lifted her hand and, to her surprise, Sam felt herself lifting off the floor as well. Levitating. She understood what Shepard meant by ‘a magic trick’. Sam couldn’t begin to imagine how much energy and focus that was taking.
Shepard moved in and began by running her hands all over Sam’s body. “You like this, don’t you?” Shepard asked.
“Yes,” Sam breathed in response.
“Very good,” Shepard said. “But Liara can’t hold this forever, so I should get down to business.” Shepard slid one finger into Sam’s cunt. It was a very bizarre sensation to arch back against a cushion of air, both more and less yielding than the bed she was used to, like she was completely immersed in water. Shepard slid another finger in, moving it around.
Sam gasped and twitched in mid-air, feeling a momentary sense of vertigo. Her every movement was matched by the biotic cushion Liara had created. Then, to her surprise, the cushion started moving underneath her. It felt like hands caressing her ass and legs, adding to the overwhelming sensuality she was feeling. She felt like begging, but at the same time she was incapable of doing anything but gasping and moaning.
She was sure that she’d never been this aroused in her entire life, completely at the mercy of these two powerful women as she was. It stirred something up, deep inside her. A desire to do something more, give something more. More of herself. More of…
Sam came, thrashing against the biotic cushion, her head tipping backwards as she cried out. Loudly. She felt herself being lowered down, and soon she was laying on the floor again. She moaned softly at the lack of anyone touching her. That had been so intense, so satisfying…
“Did you enjoy that?” Shepard asked, peering down at Sam. “Because it sure looked like you did.”
“Ohhh,” Sam moaned, squirming for no reason that she could tell.
“I think that’s a ‘yes’, Shepard,” Liara said with a chuckle. “Magic trick. I’ll have to remember that for later.”
“I believe it’s your turn to play, my blue goddess,” Shepard said, running a hand down Liara’s side.
“I believe it is,” Liara agreed. “Samantha, can you stand?”
Sam used her hands to push herself up off of the floor, still feeling shaky. To her relief, Liara guided her over to the bed and Sam laid down again gratefully.
“You’re being such a good submissive girl,” Liara murmured, looking directly into Sam’s eyes. Sam’s stomach did another of those flips, anxious and excited all at once. “Are you a submissive, Samantha?”
“Yes,” Sam replied, knowing it was true. “Yes. I want you to command me.”
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