Fill: what's my motivation? [2/3]obstinatrixApril 23 2011, 22:41:08 UTC
Katie seems to remember herself after a minute, starts knee-walking up Gen's body slowly, and Gen presses her thighs together against the rush of heat in her groin, feels her panties getting wet. God, she wants this; it's been too fucking long and Katie's so beautiful, the long line of her body near-blinding to look up at, her pussy pink and wet as she shifts to straddle Gen's face.
"God," Gen whimpers; cranes her head upward to lick at the slit, hands sliding up the back of Katie's thighs to grip her ass and pull her closer. Katie's hips stutter forward involuntarily, and she leans over Gen's head to grip the arm of the couch.
"Oh my God," she breathes, "shit, Gen, oh my God."
Gen would have said something, but then Katie's pushing down against her face, and she doesn't actually want to waste her energy talking after that, even if she could. Katie's so wet, tastes so fucking good, and Gen licks her all over - licks up between her folds, finds the blazing heat of her cunt and fucks her tongue into it in short, stabbing little pushes. Above her, Katie moans, rolls her hips, and Gen only grips her harder, pulls her closer; licks a wet line up from cunt to clit and then sucks there, first wide and then direct until she hears Katie cry out.
She'd normally take more time than this, maybe, but they're both drunk and desperate and Katie's already shifting over her, grinding down against Gen's face like she's forgotten it isn't polite. Gen doesn't care, doesn't give a fuck about politeness when she's got all this under her mouth, the hard, swollen nub of Katie's clit and her cunt grasping around Gen's fingers when she works them back in, fucking up shallowly.
"Shit," Katie keens, fucking keens, "shit, Gen!" Her pelvis moves in frenetic figures of eight against Gen's face, smearing her slickness everywhere, and it's exactly what Gen wanted, exactly what Ruby would want, Gen knows already. She moans a little, the vibrations going right to Katie's clit, and crooks her fingers upward as she flicks her tongue and sucks; fucks up deep.
Katie's been close since before this started, and it doesn't take much before she starts to shudder, her thighs going tight around Gen's head as Gen nuzzles her, groaning around her clit. Her cunt moves rhythmically around Gen's fingers as she comes, crying out something wordless as she fucks down against Gen's face, and her wetness is everywhere, everywhere, all over Gen's face, smearing over her chin. She's going to be smelling it for hours, she thinks to herself as Katie finally jerks away, clit suddenly far too sensitive to be touched. The thought makes Gen moan, one hand snaking down between her legs, shoving into her panties to find her own clit.
Fill: what's my motivation? [3/3]obstinatrixApril 23 2011, 22:41:26 UTC
She's panting, shifting, before Katie pulls herself together enough to press a hand down over hers, shove it aside. "Let me," she murmurs, two fingers finding Gen's clit and drawing little circles, and Gen can only moan and let her head fall back, hips jerking up against Katie's clever fingers.
She's done this before, Gen already knows, but something about the way she works is so unerring that Gen almost wonders if she's done Gen before and they both somehow managed to forget. God, it's good, or maybe they're both just drunk and hot and want this too much, but suddenly she's right there on the edge of the abyss and Katie's taking her over, dipping into her cunt and then shifting up to circle her clit, direct and hard and perfect.
"Fuck," Gen groans out, "Fuck! Jesus!" and then she's coming, clutching at Katie's arms, at her breasts under the dress, writhing against the beat-up old couch underneath them.
Katie, as if from a great distance, laughs pleasedly, and then looms suddenly close to press a kiss to Gen's mouth.
There's something particularly awesome about post-coital kisses, the way mouths cling slackly and tongues move all lazy, and Gen lets herself get lost in this one, her clean hand weaving into Katie's hair. By the time they're done, they've both stopped shaking, but Katie still looks debauched, hot and half-dressed and undone. Demonic.
Katie smiles at her, slow. Then she says, almost like she knew what Gen was thinking, "So that's our character motivation. Yeah?"
"Mmm," Gen agrees, languid and warm, body still buzzing from the endorphin rush. "Fuck, yeah."
"God," Gen whimpers; cranes her head upward to lick at the slit, hands sliding up the back of Katie's thighs to grip her ass and pull her closer. Katie's hips stutter forward involuntarily, and she leans over Gen's head to grip the arm of the couch.
"Oh my God," she breathes, "shit, Gen, oh my God."
Gen would have said something, but then Katie's pushing down against her face, and she doesn't actually want to waste her energy talking after that, even if she could. Katie's so wet, tastes so fucking good, and Gen licks her all over - licks up between her folds, finds the blazing heat of her cunt and fucks her tongue into it in short, stabbing little pushes. Above her, Katie moans, rolls her hips, and Gen only grips her harder, pulls her closer; licks a wet line up from cunt to clit and then sucks there, first wide and then direct until she hears Katie cry out.
She'd normally take more time than this, maybe, but they're both drunk and desperate and Katie's already shifting over her, grinding down against Gen's face like she's forgotten it isn't polite. Gen doesn't care, doesn't give a fuck about politeness when she's got all this under her mouth, the hard, swollen nub of Katie's clit and her cunt grasping around Gen's fingers when she works them back in, fucking up shallowly.
"Shit," Katie keens, fucking keens, "shit, Gen!" Her pelvis moves in frenetic figures of eight against Gen's face, smearing her slickness everywhere, and it's exactly what Gen wanted, exactly what Ruby would want, Gen knows already. She moans a little, the vibrations going right to Katie's clit, and crooks her fingers upward as she flicks her tongue and sucks; fucks up deep.
Katie's been close since before this started, and it doesn't take much before she starts to shudder, her thighs going tight around Gen's head as Gen nuzzles her, groaning around her clit. Her cunt moves rhythmically around Gen's fingers as she comes, crying out something wordless as she fucks down against Gen's face, and her wetness is everywhere, everywhere, all over Gen's face, smearing over her chin. She's going to be smelling it for hours, she thinks to herself as Katie finally jerks away, clit suddenly far too sensitive to be touched. The thought makes Gen moan, one hand snaking down between her legs, shoving into her panties to find her own clit.
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She's done this before, Gen already knows, but something about the way she works is so unerring that Gen almost wonders if she's done Gen before and they both somehow managed to forget. God, it's good, or maybe they're both just drunk and hot and want this too much, but suddenly she's right there on the edge of the abyss and Katie's taking her over, dipping into her cunt and then shifting up to circle her clit, direct and hard and perfect.
"Fuck," Gen groans out, "Fuck! Jesus!" and then she's coming, clutching at Katie's arms, at her breasts under the dress, writhing against the beat-up old couch underneath them.
Katie, as if from a great distance, laughs pleasedly, and then looms suddenly close to press a kiss to Gen's mouth.
There's something particularly awesome about post-coital kisses, the way mouths cling slackly and tongues move all lazy, and Gen lets herself get lost in this one, her clean hand weaving into Katie's hair. By the time they're done, they've both stopped shaking, but Katie still looks debauched, hot and half-dressed and undone. Demonic.
Katie smiles at her, slow. Then she says, almost like she knew what Gen was thinking, "So that's our character motivation. Yeah?"
"Mmm," Gen agrees, languid and warm, body still buzzing from the endorphin rush. "Fuck, yeah."
Obviously, Ruby is a lesbian. Obviously.
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In other incredibly obvious news: this is not my Shakespeare reading.
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I am greatly enjoying being a terrible person this weekend.
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Love the premise, love the hotness ;D
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Thank you!
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