Sex Goddesses
Title: Sex Goddesses
Author: gsrfan7
Pairing: Catherine/Sara
Rating: NC-17
Archiving: sure, KT (coffeeaddict3815@yahoo.com)
Fandom: CSI
Spoilers: no way
Disclaimer: I don’t own any CSI characters.
Summary: Catherine is the queen of sex goddesses, Sara is the most recent sex goddess, but she is somewhat of a loner. Catherine is concerned for her.
Important A/N: This story is very AU and is meant to be a funny C/S pairing. In no shape or form am I making these women out to be sluts, prostitute-like, or anything else degrading. I am a woman myself, so if you take this wrong way, I am truly sorry for offending you. Basically the setting of the story is a world separate from Earth that is inhabited by girlfriends or lovers who have sex all the time (in private of course) because they like to and for the good of Earthlings’ sex lives. Weird huh?
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Catherine, queen of the sex goddesses, noticed their newest arrival- a brunette named Sara- was once again off by herself reading and not even close to doing what the queen would have wanted her to be doing- having sex.
You see, it was up to these goddesses to have sex with their lover all the time so that the humans way way way below them on Earth would feel ‘in the mood’ more often. So it was very important that they get it on. No, these women weren’t whores or sluts- they got to choose their partners, who they fell in love with, and those partners in turn needed to feel the same way. These goddesses didn’t stay single for long, since there were always many women going into retirement from being too sexed up.
Retirement included A LOT of cuddling, massages, and kisses. So it was a pretty good place to be. These women didn’t age; rather they stayed at whatever age they wanted to be. Most of these women retired with their partners, but some, such as the ones who were just there for the sex (a small number since many were there for love), and eventually one of the women Sara would probably be paired with, decided they had a little more sex to give and they wanted to keep on fucking. Sometimes even they fell in love. That always made Catherine happy. Being a matchmaker was one of her hobbies. Her favorite hobby, well, you know what that is.
For some odd reason, the queen observed, Sara wasn’t adapting well to her new environment. She didn’t have a partner yet and everyone around her seemed to walk by her without speaking to her.
What is this fucking world coming to? Catherine asked herself. There is a beautiful goddess, without a doubt the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen and no one is even approaching her! I did not teach the women under me to behave like this! “Screw them; I’m going to talk to her. If they can’t recognize a great catch when they see one, then that’s their loss.” The goddess muttered under her breath.
Let me take a moment to describe the Queen’s lair. It was by far the most prettiest of all these women’s homes- it included a four poster canopy bed, the posters being very essential for Catherine (for tying things down of course), white silken sheets and a lovely net that really was supposed to block everyone else’s view of what was going on in the bed, but didn’t do a damn bit of good since it was almost translucent. Pretty much every goddess has already ‘accidentally’ seen Catherine in her nude elegance and every one of them was jealous! Even if they didn’t see what she was doing in that bed, they could surely hear her pleasure. Her moans were loud enough to be heard over the rooftops, over the spray of their showers, well, pretty much everywhere to be honest. Since Catherine’s powers emitted the strongest sexual influence out of all her goddesses, when she was happy, everyone around her was happy- EXTREMELY happy….and the humans were horny too.
When the Queen takes it upon herself to come down from her lair (a.k.a. also her watchtower of sorts- not the sexual activities of course), this causes the women to stop what they are doing and just gawk at her- yes she’s just that sexy. She always wears white, heck, everyone there wears white, but her white is somehow different than everyone else’s. The clothes flow around her body freely and sensuously, masking that forbidden skin all the other women wish they had the chance to taste and touch, but alas, Catherine had been single for a while. Her lover, much to Catherine’s embarrassment, fell in love with their female ‘human’ post officer who would deliver all the Earth news to Catherine and her fellow goddesses. Just before Catherine’s ex had packed her suitcases and told Catherine she was leaving her, she had shouted off their balcony for everyone to hear, “You’re only good for sex Catherine!”
Hurt beyond belief, Catherine had let her leave with the post officer to go back to Earth on the condition that they both stay down there. And what are goddesses without a little revenge? Much to her ex-lover’s disappointment, Catherine had turned her into a man just as she had arrived on Earth. I hope that post officer likes men too. Catherine thought as the tears had streamed down her face.
None of the other goddesses ever talked about that dreadful day, too respectful of Catherine, and too scared to meet the same fate as her ex’s. After that, Catherine did not hire any more post officers and she’s never had a lover since, but Sara, there was something about her that drew Catherine to her. The Queen did not have the chance to greet her on her first day of arrival, so now was her chance.
Catherine made her way to where Sara was reading. “Hi Sara.”
At first, Sara was bothered that someone would interrupt her reading, it didn’t matter that they had the huskiest and most soothing voice she had ever heard, they wouldn’t want her anyway, yet when she looked up to see who the voice belonged to, she dropped her book and a intense blush made its way across her face- well actually a blush covered her whole body. Catherine had that affect on the women. Sara knew this too. She heard a group of women when they thought they were alone in a corridor talking about the Queen and how it was a well-known fact that women have orgasmed just by watching Catherine dance at one of their ‘celebrations.’
Catherine took a seat on Sara’s ‘picnic’ blanket and looked at Sara fondly.
“Hi.” Sara stated nervously.
“Why aren’t you hanging out with the other women?” Her queen asked her.
Sara turned her head to the side to avoid eye contact with the woman before her. “I can’t tell you- it’s um…too embarrassing.”
“What, you can’t have an orgasm or something?” Catherine smiled softly.
This comment made Sara’s face flush even more.
“Look at me Sara.”
She did and almost swooned when Catherine’s intense blue eyes captured hers. God I could get lost in those eyes. She’s staring at me and only me!
Catherine scooted closer to her and let her hand brush against Sara’s thigh for a brief moment.“You can tell me. I’ve heard everything before. Hell, I might’ve even been in some of those predicaments. I won’t laugh I promise.”
Sara eyes her skeptically for a moment and takes a deep breath to calm her nerves. “Okay. So there’s a rumor going around that I’m a biter- I bite too much… and that I bit my ex’s nipples off. Everyone is too afraid of me. ”
“Is it true?”
“Only the biting part. My ex’s nipples are still well intact. Her boyfriend can vouch for that.” Sara grumbles.
Catherine smiles widely. Sara looks at her slightly hurt that she would be smiling at her misfortune.
“Sorry,” Catherine clarifies, “I love biters.”
Sara grins shyly, but before she can say anything in return, a fellow goddess holding a large book interrupts them.
“Excuse me Queen Kitty Cat, but I was hoping you could show me what you want in tonight’s celebration in regards to food, decorations, and entertainment.”
“Of course Sofia.” Catherine shakes off the imaginary dust on her clothes (thereby letting Sara get a marvelous view of the curve of her breasts) and gracefully lifts herself up. Sara stands as well. “I’ll see you around Sara. You’ve never seen me dance have you?”
“No.” Sara looks to Sofia- the only friend she’s made so far (but who is already involved with a woman named Wendy) and she can see Sofia biting her lip in remembrance of the last time she saw Catherine dance.
“Well I hope you’ll come tonight, I’ll give you a show you’ll never forget.”
Sara cautiously takes one of Catherine’s hands and gently kisses the back of it, not knowing if it was allowed but she really really wanted to kiss her. “I can’t wait.”
Catherine gasps at the unexpected gesture and gives her a sinful smile. She turns around already looking through the book Sofia brought with her. Sofia mouths “Go Sara!” and gives her two thumbs up before joining Catherine.
The celebration was already in progress when Sara had made her way down from her apartment. She spent a long time deciding what to wear- which was quite odd really- since all her clothes were the same pigment. She opted for a sundress, the one that hugged her body just right and was quite practical for the occasion since 1) the party was an outdoors one and it was cool outside and 2) she planned to do some major seducing tonight- for a second she wondered if one could even seduce the queen of the sex goddesses, but quickly shook her head. She was at least going to try. There was no room for pessimism tonight.
She had entered the party at just the right time. Wendy had her DJ equipment up and running and Sofia was hugging her from behind. Shortly after arriving, Wendy announced that it was time for Catherine’s dance and anyone who wanted a chance at Catherine dancing just for them should make their way closer to the dance area. Sara got a little closer, but still hid behind some of the women. She’d rather just watch, since her main plan was to seduce Catherine in private, she didn’t know how ‘charming’ she would be when she was the center of attention.
She wiped her sweaty palms on her dress, watching as a woman she didn’t know placed a lone chair in the center of the crowd waiting to be filled. All at once, the sultry music started; Catherine made her appearance liked she owned the place…which in a way she did. Sara had never seen anyone looking as gorgeous as Catherine had looked tonight.
Her breathing became heavier as Catherine scanned the crowd over the music, looking for her prey. After searching through a majority of the crowd, she finally started scanning the side Sara was in. She was frowning slightly until the taller person in front of Sara moved a bit and their eyes met. Catherine grinned wickedly and crooked her finger in a come hither gesture. Sara didn’t think Catherine honestly meant her, but when Sofia took over the microphone saying “Yes Sara, she means you,” she didn’t have any more excuses. She blushed as every woman looked at her in pure jealously and inched her way towards the Queen. Just as she was passing Catherine to sit in the chair, the goddess whispered in her ear, “I thought you’d like a front row seat.”
Sara nodded, but didn’t say anything. Hell, she didn’t know what to say. The spotlight shined on Sara and Catherine, enveloping everyone else in darkness. Slowly but surely, Catherine started moving her hips for Sara, swaying them from side to side to get a taste for the music. Sara’s eyes were focused on those hips, on the sweat already rolling down the Queen’s tight stomach and into the short fabric where Sara wished her hand was so that she could REALLY show her how to celebrate. Catherine stretched her body in amazing ways, showing Sara what it was capable of, how flexible it was and Sara found herself on many occasions cocking her head to the side to follow Catherine’s movements. Her dancing brought her closer and closer to Sara until she straddled her, just barely hovering over Sara’s trembling thighs. Sara wanted to touch her oh so bad and almost as if Catherine could read her thoughts, she shook her head and began mimicking a slow fucking motion right over the brunette. Sara licked her lips as her mouth became increasingly dry and the skin she wanted to desperately taste was VERY close to her, within licking reach. Catherine pressed her breasts closer to Sara’s face- which didn’t help to control Sara’s breathing one bit- and then actually lowered herself onto one of Sara’s thighs, grinding her core in the rhythm and pace she so desired. She’s fucking herself on me! Sara whimpered inwardly. The Queen took Sara’s earlobe into her mouth and sucked on it as she grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and bucked her hips deeper and deeper into Sara as if there were no tomorrow and this would be her last day of fucking...ever. And just like that… it was over. Damn!
By the end of the lap dance, Sara was overcome with arousal and couldn’t even think straight. She was wetter than she had ever been before in her life and the way Catherine was looking at her wasn’t helping matters much at all. To Sara, it had been all too soon that Catherine lifted herself off her and the crowd cheered. Sara jumped a little, forgetting that a crowd had watched her and Catherine the whole time. She wanted to thank Catherine or say something witty, but once again, nothing came out. Damn Sidle! I thought you were going to seduce her!
The women around her were still cheering for her and giving her cat calls. Some women were looking VERY flushed, but very satisfied.
The Queen silenced them with a smirk and a wave of her hand. “Thank you everyone. You are very kind. I want you to enjoy the rest of the party and have fun!”
Catherine glanced back at Sara and slowly took her hand in hers. Sara noticed that Catherine’s were very hot and sweaty as well. She scanned the Queen’s face and the look on it showed her everything- Catherine’s vulnerability, the desire in her eyes; it was then that Sara really saw Catherine as a person and not some Queen. She had the same insecurities as the goddesses under her, but time and her job had taught her how to hide these. She was just afraid of getting rejected or hurt as everyone else was. “Come on Sara, will you let me show you something?”
“Sure.” Sara gave her a warm smile and tightened her grip on Catherine’s hand.
The women walked out of the party area, and just as they were passing the beautiful statues of women in Kama Sutra poses, they heard two women giggling and moaning every now and then. It was dark, but they could make out the forms of Sofia and Wendy making out in what they probably assumed to be a safe place since most were still at the party. Sofia had Wendy pressed against the building and was alternating between licking her neck and her lips, while Wendy had one hand on Sofia’s ass and the other on one breast. Both were too caught up in their activity to notice Sara and the Queen walking past them.
Catherine smirked and cleared her throat to get their attention. They stopped abruptly and Sara smiled- they made a really really cute couple. They started to apologize to Catherine, but Catherine shook her head since apologies weren’t necessary. “Sofia, come here for a second.”
Reluctantly, Sofia let go of her lover’s grasp and walked to where Catherine was standing. Wendy smiled at Sara and shared an awkward moment of waiting with her. They couldn’t hear anything except for the fact that it was obvious Catherine was whispering something into Sofia’s ears and Sofia laughed and asked “Really?”
Catherine smiled at her and nodded her head. “Thanks.” Sofia stated and walked back to Wendy.
“No problem.” Catherine responded softly and took Sara’s hand in hers again. As they got further and further away, Sara’s curiosity about what Catherine told Sofia became something she absolutely needed to know. “So what did you tell…”
“Just wait.” Catherine gave her a cheeky grin.
Sure enough, a loud moan in the form of Sofia’s name sounded. It was long and sounded like Wendy was being fucked within an inch of her life.
Sara gasped. “You offered her a sex tip?”
“Well I am the Queen of Sex goddesses. I know these things.”
“Yeah, I suppose you do.” Sara’s blush was hidden with the aide of the darkness.
“I can give you a few tips, if you’d like.”
She saw Sara bite her lip and grin.
Catherine looked at Sara heatedly. “I love your smile.”
“Thank you.” The look Sara gave Catherine let the Queen know that she was rather fond of every part of Catherine, not just her smile. Catherine was surprised to feel a lovely surge of heat gather in her nether regions. The Queen, being seduced? No one would believe it if they heard it, she laughed to herself.
Soon enough they reached a grassy field. It stretched as far as the eye could see and was bathed in the moonlight.
Sara sighed at the view before her. It was very romantic and away from everyone and everything else. Just the perfect spot for…hmmm, she arched an eyebrow, making out.
Having arrived at their destination, Catherine let Sara’s hand go and with a wave of her wrist, a large picnic blanket appeared on the grass before them. Catherine sat down on it while Sara stared at her with a dumbfounded expression.
“How come I don’t have any magic abilities?” Sara asked as she joined Catherine.
“You do, I just haven’t taught them to you yet…but still, I do have a lot more abilities than everyone else here.”
Sara looked positively giddy upon learning she would be able to do real magic.
Catherine lay down and propped her head up with her hand while grinning naughtily at Sara. “Would you like to learn a trick now?”
“Yes, yes, please!”
Catherine chuckled at her enthusiasm and closed her eyes to prevent herself from jumping Sara right there. “Okay, close your eyes or else it won’t work.”
“Okay.” Sara closed them immediately.
“Are they closed?” Catherine asked teasingly.
“Yes! I promise!” Sara whined.
“Okay then. All you have to do is imagine anything, anything at all to appear or happen right before you and then flick your wrist like you saw me doing earlier.”
“That’s all?” Sara scrunched her nose, something Catherine saw since she had opened her eyes shortly after closing them and couldn’t help but moan at the extreme cuteness factor Sara was emitting.
“Are you alright?” Sara asked considerately even though one could tell she really just wanted to learn magic.
“Yes I’m quite alright.” Catherine cleared her throat. “As I was saying earlier, you have to picture what you wanted to happen in your head, REALLY picture it and want it to happen and poof,” She snapped her fingers, “it will happen.” (She didn’t tell Sara that most of the time goddesses didn’t get the trick right until after much practice- but it wouldn’t hurt to help her out a bit).
“Okay, I got it.” Sara face reddened as she pictured the image and waved her wrist.
Two things happened at once. Sara discovered that something was now under her and….she was naked. She slowly opened her eyes to find Catherine’s darkened pupils staring up at her. Catherine was naked too. Sara had to close her eyes at the intensity with which Catherine was looking at her; it was crazy how aroused she became in a manner of seconds, as if by just by Catherine’s staring at her she was reaching her climax. That wasn’t possible was it?
She opened her eyes again and her breathing deepened considerably and even though Catherine wasn’t touching her with her hands, it sure felt like someone was fucking her.
“OHHhhh! FUCK! Ohhh God!” Sara didn’t know what was happening to her, but she liked it A LOT. Catherine’s hands were laced behind her head as she enjoyed watching Sara writhing above her.
“Sara, did anyone ever tell you that I could make someone orgasm by just looking at them…”
Sara’s breath hitched and she arched her head back as her vaginal muscles clenched hard. It was like it was an out of body experience. “YESSSSss! Oh Fuck!” Sara was on the verge of crying it was so good. She wondered briefly if Catherine could make her pussy break, but after another wave hit her she didn’t care anymore- she just wanted to go higher and higher.
Catherine continued, “…And that I can prolong the orgasm for as long as I want?”
Sara’s moans were constant- she didn’t even recognize her own voice. Just before she came again, Catherine grabbed Sara’s head and brought it to her neck. “Bite me Sara.”
Catherine scrapped her nails down Sara’s back and she reached her climax again, but this time bit down hard on the Queen’s neck. Catherine shuddered graciously and let out a loud sound.
Jeez! Those other goddesses weren’t kidding when they said the Queen was loud and that when she was happy everyone else was. Off in the far distance she could hear other women moaning pleasurably.
Catherine grabbed one of Sara’s hands and trailed it down to rest between her thighs. Sara knew what she wanted.
The Queen whimpered as Sara thrust a finger inside of her, it was as if Sara had been her lover in a past life. She knew just where to touch her.
“More!” Catherine pleaded through half-lidded eyes. Sara kissed her fervently and added two more fingers, brushing forcefully against her clit. Another rumor Sara had heard was that the Queen liked it rough. Seems like that rumor was no rumor at all, but a fact.
Sara trailed her tongue down to Catherine’s chest and was instantly drawn to her sensitive nipples. She sucked and bit down as hard as she could as she continually rocked her fingers into Catherine and was rewarded with a strangled howl coming from underneath her.
Sara continued thrusting until Catherine’s release died down, but slowed her motions considerably. It looked like they were taking a break; Sara wrapped her arms around Catherine and kissed her lips softly. “Did you just….howl?”
“I’m the Queen, I can do anything I want.” Catherine defended herself.
“I thought you wanted to do me.” Sara grinned looking into Catherine’s eyes with mirth.
Catherine kissed her long and hard. “I want to do more than have sex with you Sara Sidle. I want you to be my partner and lover. I want to wake up with you beside me every morning. I can go on dates with you if you’re not quite ready to be in a relationship.” Catherine stuttered.
Sara giggled, “Well we’ve already had sex, so naturally I guess dating would be next,” this time they both laughed, “but I don’t need a date to tell me that I want the same as you do.”
“Really?”
“Yes,” Sara kissed her cheek, “and I know that that magic trick was all your doing.”
Catherine looked genuinely surprised. “How?”
Sara kissed the tip of her nose, “I pictured us having sex under a waterfall.”
Catherine winked at her, “I can do that too.” Before Sara knew it, she was wet again.
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Thanks for reading!
Author: gsrfan7
Pairing: Catherine/Sara
Rating: NC-17
Archiving: sure, KT (coffeeaddict3815@yahoo.com)
Fandom: CSI
Spoilers: no way
Disclaimer: I don’t own any CSI characters.
Summary: Catherine is the queen of sex goddesses, Sara is the most recent sex goddess, but she is somewhat of a loner. Catherine is concerned for her.
Important A/N: This story is very AU and is meant to be a funny C/S pairing. In no shape or form am I making these women out to be sluts, prostitute-like, or anything else degrading. I am a woman myself, so if you take this wrong way, I am truly sorry for offending you. Basically the setting of the story is a world separate from Earth that is inhabited by girlfriends or lovers who have sex all the time (in private of course) because they like to and for the good of Earthlings’ sex lives. Weird huh?
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Catherine, queen of the sex goddesses, noticed their newest arrival- a brunette named Sara- was once again off by herself reading and not even close to doing what the queen would have wanted her to be doing- having sex.
You see, it was up to these goddesses to have sex with their lover all the time so that the humans way way way below them on Earth would feel ‘in the mood’ more often. So it was very important that they get it on. No, these women weren’t whores or sluts- they got to choose their partners, who they fell in love with, and those partners in turn needed to feel the same way. These goddesses didn’t stay single for long, since there were always many women going into retirement from being too sexed up.
Retirement included A LOT of cuddling, massages, and kisses. So it was a pretty good place to be. These women didn’t age; rather they stayed at whatever age they wanted to be. Most of these women retired with their partners, but some, such as the ones who were just there for the sex (a small number since many were there for love), and eventually one of the women Sara would probably be paired with, decided they had a little more sex to give and they wanted to keep on fucking. Sometimes even they fell in love. That always made Catherine happy. Being a matchmaker was one of her hobbies. Her favorite hobby, well, you know what that is.
For some odd reason, the queen observed, Sara wasn’t adapting well to her new environment. She didn’t have a partner yet and everyone around her seemed to walk by her without speaking to her.
What is this fucking world coming to? Catherine asked herself. There is a beautiful goddess, without a doubt the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen and no one is even approaching her! I did not teach the women under me to behave like this! “Screw them; I’m going to talk to her. If they can’t recognize a great catch when they see one, then that’s their loss.” The goddess muttered under her breath.
Let me take a moment to describe the Queen’s lair. It was by far the most prettiest of all these women’s homes- it included a four poster canopy bed, the posters being very essential for Catherine (for tying things down of course), white silken sheets and a lovely net that really was supposed to block everyone else’s view of what was going on in the bed, but didn’t do a damn bit of good since it was almost translucent. Pretty much every goddess has already ‘accidentally’ seen Catherine in her nude elegance and every one of them was jealous! Even if they didn’t see what she was doing in that bed, they could surely hear her pleasure. Her moans were loud enough to be heard over the rooftops, over the spray of their showers, well, pretty much everywhere to be honest. Since Catherine’s powers emitted the strongest sexual influence out of all her goddesses, when she was happy, everyone around her was happy- EXTREMELY happy….and the humans were horny too.
When the Queen takes it upon herself to come down from her lair (a.k.a. also her watchtower of sorts- not the sexual activities of course), this causes the women to stop what they are doing and just gawk at her- yes she’s just that sexy. She always wears white, heck, everyone there wears white, but her white is somehow different than everyone else’s. The clothes flow around her body freely and sensuously, masking that forbidden skin all the other women wish they had the chance to taste and touch, but alas, Catherine had been single for a while. Her lover, much to Catherine’s embarrassment, fell in love with their female ‘human’ post officer who would deliver all the Earth news to Catherine and her fellow goddesses. Just before Catherine’s ex had packed her suitcases and told Catherine she was leaving her, she had shouted off their balcony for everyone to hear, “You’re only good for sex Catherine!”
Hurt beyond belief, Catherine had let her leave with the post officer to go back to Earth on the condition that they both stay down there. And what are goddesses without a little revenge? Much to her ex-lover’s disappointment, Catherine had turned her into a man just as she had arrived on Earth. I hope that post officer likes men too. Catherine thought as the tears had streamed down her face.
None of the other goddesses ever talked about that dreadful day, too respectful of Catherine, and too scared to meet the same fate as her ex’s. After that, Catherine did not hire any more post officers and she’s never had a lover since, but Sara, there was something about her that drew Catherine to her. The Queen did not have the chance to greet her on her first day of arrival, so now was her chance.
Catherine made her way to where Sara was reading. “Hi Sara.”
At first, Sara was bothered that someone would interrupt her reading, it didn’t matter that they had the huskiest and most soothing voice she had ever heard, they wouldn’t want her anyway, yet when she looked up to see who the voice belonged to, she dropped her book and a intense blush made its way across her face- well actually a blush covered her whole body. Catherine had that affect on the women. Sara knew this too. She heard a group of women when they thought they were alone in a corridor talking about the Queen and how it was a well-known fact that women have orgasmed just by watching Catherine dance at one of their ‘celebrations.’
Catherine took a seat on Sara’s ‘picnic’ blanket and looked at Sara fondly.
“Hi.” Sara stated nervously.
“Why aren’t you hanging out with the other women?” Her queen asked her.
Sara turned her head to the side to avoid eye contact with the woman before her. “I can’t tell you- it’s um…too embarrassing.”
“What, you can’t have an orgasm or something?” Catherine smiled softly.
This comment made Sara’s face flush even more.
“Look at me Sara.”
She did and almost swooned when Catherine’s intense blue eyes captured hers. God I could get lost in those eyes. She’s staring at me and only me!
Catherine scooted closer to her and let her hand brush against Sara’s thigh for a brief moment.“You can tell me. I’ve heard everything before. Hell, I might’ve even been in some of those predicaments. I won’t laugh I promise.”
Sara eyes her skeptically for a moment and takes a deep breath to calm her nerves. “Okay. So there’s a rumor going around that I’m a biter- I bite too much… and that I bit my ex’s nipples off. Everyone is too afraid of me. ”
“Is it true?”
“Only the biting part. My ex’s nipples are still well intact. Her boyfriend can vouch for that.” Sara grumbles.
Catherine smiles widely. Sara looks at her slightly hurt that she would be smiling at her misfortune.
“Sorry,” Catherine clarifies, “I love biters.”
Sara grins shyly, but before she can say anything in return, a fellow goddess holding a large book interrupts them.
“Excuse me Queen Kitty Cat, but I was hoping you could show me what you want in tonight’s celebration in regards to food, decorations, and entertainment.”
“Of course Sofia.” Catherine shakes off the imaginary dust on her clothes (thereby letting Sara get a marvelous view of the curve of her breasts) and gracefully lifts herself up. Sara stands as well. “I’ll see you around Sara. You’ve never seen me dance have you?”
“No.” Sara looks to Sofia- the only friend she’s made so far (but who is already involved with a woman named Wendy) and she can see Sofia biting her lip in remembrance of the last time she saw Catherine dance.
“Well I hope you’ll come tonight, I’ll give you a show you’ll never forget.”
Sara cautiously takes one of Catherine’s hands and gently kisses the back of it, not knowing if it was allowed but she really really wanted to kiss her. “I can’t wait.”
Catherine gasps at the unexpected gesture and gives her a sinful smile. She turns around already looking through the book Sofia brought with her. Sofia mouths “Go Sara!” and gives her two thumbs up before joining Catherine.
The celebration was already in progress when Sara had made her way down from her apartment. She spent a long time deciding what to wear- which was quite odd really- since all her clothes were the same pigment. She opted for a sundress, the one that hugged her body just right and was quite practical for the occasion since 1) the party was an outdoors one and it was cool outside and 2) she planned to do some major seducing tonight- for a second she wondered if one could even seduce the queen of the sex goddesses, but quickly shook her head. She was at least going to try. There was no room for pessimism tonight.
She had entered the party at just the right time. Wendy had her DJ equipment up and running and Sofia was hugging her from behind. Shortly after arriving, Wendy announced that it was time for Catherine’s dance and anyone who wanted a chance at Catherine dancing just for them should make their way closer to the dance area. Sara got a little closer, but still hid behind some of the women. She’d rather just watch, since her main plan was to seduce Catherine in private, she didn’t know how ‘charming’ she would be when she was the center of attention.
She wiped her sweaty palms on her dress, watching as a woman she didn’t know placed a lone chair in the center of the crowd waiting to be filled. All at once, the sultry music started; Catherine made her appearance liked she owned the place…which in a way she did. Sara had never seen anyone looking as gorgeous as Catherine had looked tonight.
Her breathing became heavier as Catherine scanned the crowd over the music, looking for her prey. After searching through a majority of the crowd, she finally started scanning the side Sara was in. She was frowning slightly until the taller person in front of Sara moved a bit and their eyes met. Catherine grinned wickedly and crooked her finger in a come hither gesture. Sara didn’t think Catherine honestly meant her, but when Sofia took over the microphone saying “Yes Sara, she means you,” she didn’t have any more excuses. She blushed as every woman looked at her in pure jealously and inched her way towards the Queen. Just as she was passing Catherine to sit in the chair, the goddess whispered in her ear, “I thought you’d like a front row seat.”
Sara nodded, but didn’t say anything. Hell, she didn’t know what to say. The spotlight shined on Sara and Catherine, enveloping everyone else in darkness. Slowly but surely, Catherine started moving her hips for Sara, swaying them from side to side to get a taste for the music. Sara’s eyes were focused on those hips, on the sweat already rolling down the Queen’s tight stomach and into the short fabric where Sara wished her hand was so that she could REALLY show her how to celebrate. Catherine stretched her body in amazing ways, showing Sara what it was capable of, how flexible it was and Sara found herself on many occasions cocking her head to the side to follow Catherine’s movements. Her dancing brought her closer and closer to Sara until she straddled her, just barely hovering over Sara’s trembling thighs. Sara wanted to touch her oh so bad and almost as if Catherine could read her thoughts, she shook her head and began mimicking a slow fucking motion right over the brunette. Sara licked her lips as her mouth became increasingly dry and the skin she wanted to desperately taste was VERY close to her, within licking reach. Catherine pressed her breasts closer to Sara’s face- which didn’t help to control Sara’s breathing one bit- and then actually lowered herself onto one of Sara’s thighs, grinding her core in the rhythm and pace she so desired. She’s fucking herself on me! Sara whimpered inwardly. The Queen took Sara’s earlobe into her mouth and sucked on it as she grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and bucked her hips deeper and deeper into Sara as if there were no tomorrow and this would be her last day of fucking...ever. And just like that… it was over. Damn!
By the end of the lap dance, Sara was overcome with arousal and couldn’t even think straight. She was wetter than she had ever been before in her life and the way Catherine was looking at her wasn’t helping matters much at all. To Sara, it had been all too soon that Catherine lifted herself off her and the crowd cheered. Sara jumped a little, forgetting that a crowd had watched her and Catherine the whole time. She wanted to thank Catherine or say something witty, but once again, nothing came out. Damn Sidle! I thought you were going to seduce her!
The women around her were still cheering for her and giving her cat calls. Some women were looking VERY flushed, but very satisfied.
The Queen silenced them with a smirk and a wave of her hand. “Thank you everyone. You are very kind. I want you to enjoy the rest of the party and have fun!”
Catherine glanced back at Sara and slowly took her hand in hers. Sara noticed that Catherine’s were very hot and sweaty as well. She scanned the Queen’s face and the look on it showed her everything- Catherine’s vulnerability, the desire in her eyes; it was then that Sara really saw Catherine as a person and not some Queen. She had the same insecurities as the goddesses under her, but time and her job had taught her how to hide these. She was just afraid of getting rejected or hurt as everyone else was. “Come on Sara, will you let me show you something?”
“Sure.” Sara gave her a warm smile and tightened her grip on Catherine’s hand.
The women walked out of the party area, and just as they were passing the beautiful statues of women in Kama Sutra poses, they heard two women giggling and moaning every now and then. It was dark, but they could make out the forms of Sofia and Wendy making out in what they probably assumed to be a safe place since most were still at the party. Sofia had Wendy pressed against the building and was alternating between licking her neck and her lips, while Wendy had one hand on Sofia’s ass and the other on one breast. Both were too caught up in their activity to notice Sara and the Queen walking past them.
Catherine smirked and cleared her throat to get their attention. They stopped abruptly and Sara smiled- they made a really really cute couple. They started to apologize to Catherine, but Catherine shook her head since apologies weren’t necessary. “Sofia, come here for a second.”
Reluctantly, Sofia let go of her lover’s grasp and walked to where Catherine was standing. Wendy smiled at Sara and shared an awkward moment of waiting with her. They couldn’t hear anything except for the fact that it was obvious Catherine was whispering something into Sofia’s ears and Sofia laughed and asked “Really?”
Catherine smiled at her and nodded her head. “Thanks.” Sofia stated and walked back to Wendy.
“No problem.” Catherine responded softly and took Sara’s hand in hers again. As they got further and further away, Sara’s curiosity about what Catherine told Sofia became something she absolutely needed to know. “So what did you tell…”
“Just wait.” Catherine gave her a cheeky grin.
Sure enough, a loud moan in the form of Sofia’s name sounded. It was long and sounded like Wendy was being fucked within an inch of her life.
Sara gasped. “You offered her a sex tip?”
“Well I am the Queen of Sex goddesses. I know these things.”
“Yeah, I suppose you do.” Sara’s blush was hidden with the aide of the darkness.
“I can give you a few tips, if you’d like.”
She saw Sara bite her lip and grin.
Catherine looked at Sara heatedly. “I love your smile.”
“Thank you.” The look Sara gave Catherine let the Queen know that she was rather fond of every part of Catherine, not just her smile. Catherine was surprised to feel a lovely surge of heat gather in her nether regions. The Queen, being seduced? No one would believe it if they heard it, she laughed to herself.
Soon enough they reached a grassy field. It stretched as far as the eye could see and was bathed in the moonlight.
Sara sighed at the view before her. It was very romantic and away from everyone and everything else. Just the perfect spot for…hmmm, she arched an eyebrow, making out.
Having arrived at their destination, Catherine let Sara’s hand go and with a wave of her wrist, a large picnic blanket appeared on the grass before them. Catherine sat down on it while Sara stared at her with a dumbfounded expression.
“How come I don’t have any magic abilities?” Sara asked as she joined Catherine.
“You do, I just haven’t taught them to you yet…but still, I do have a lot more abilities than everyone else here.”
Sara looked positively giddy upon learning she would be able to do real magic.
Catherine lay down and propped her head up with her hand while grinning naughtily at Sara. “Would you like to learn a trick now?”
“Yes, yes, please!”
Catherine chuckled at her enthusiasm and closed her eyes to prevent herself from jumping Sara right there. “Okay, close your eyes or else it won’t work.”
“Okay.” Sara closed them immediately.
“Are they closed?” Catherine asked teasingly.
“Yes! I promise!” Sara whined.
“Okay then. All you have to do is imagine anything, anything at all to appear or happen right before you and then flick your wrist like you saw me doing earlier.”
“That’s all?” Sara scrunched her nose, something Catherine saw since she had opened her eyes shortly after closing them and couldn’t help but moan at the extreme cuteness factor Sara was emitting.
“Are you alright?” Sara asked considerately even though one could tell she really just wanted to learn magic.
“Yes I’m quite alright.” Catherine cleared her throat. “As I was saying earlier, you have to picture what you wanted to happen in your head, REALLY picture it and want it to happen and poof,” She snapped her fingers, “it will happen.” (She didn’t tell Sara that most of the time goddesses didn’t get the trick right until after much practice- but it wouldn’t hurt to help her out a bit).
“Okay, I got it.” Sara face reddened as she pictured the image and waved her wrist.
Two things happened at once. Sara discovered that something was now under her and….she was naked. She slowly opened her eyes to find Catherine’s darkened pupils staring up at her. Catherine was naked too. Sara had to close her eyes at the intensity with which Catherine was looking at her; it was crazy how aroused she became in a manner of seconds, as if by just by Catherine’s staring at her she was reaching her climax. That wasn’t possible was it?
She opened her eyes again and her breathing deepened considerably and even though Catherine wasn’t touching her with her hands, it sure felt like someone was fucking her.
“OHHhhh! FUCK! Ohhh God!” Sara didn’t know what was happening to her, but she liked it A LOT. Catherine’s hands were laced behind her head as she enjoyed watching Sara writhing above her.
“Sara, did anyone ever tell you that I could make someone orgasm by just looking at them…”
Sara’s breath hitched and she arched her head back as her vaginal muscles clenched hard. It was like it was an out of body experience. “YESSSSss! Oh Fuck!” Sara was on the verge of crying it was so good. She wondered briefly if Catherine could make her pussy break, but after another wave hit her she didn’t care anymore- she just wanted to go higher and higher.
Catherine continued, “…And that I can prolong the orgasm for as long as I want?”
Sara’s moans were constant- she didn’t even recognize her own voice. Just before she came again, Catherine grabbed Sara’s head and brought it to her neck. “Bite me Sara.”
Catherine scrapped her nails down Sara’s back and she reached her climax again, but this time bit down hard on the Queen’s neck. Catherine shuddered graciously and let out a loud sound.
Jeez! Those other goddesses weren’t kidding when they said the Queen was loud and that when she was happy everyone else was. Off in the far distance she could hear other women moaning pleasurably.
Catherine grabbed one of Sara’s hands and trailed it down to rest between her thighs. Sara knew what she wanted.
The Queen whimpered as Sara thrust a finger inside of her, it was as if Sara had been her lover in a past life. She knew just where to touch her.
“More!” Catherine pleaded through half-lidded eyes. Sara kissed her fervently and added two more fingers, brushing forcefully against her clit. Another rumor Sara had heard was that the Queen liked it rough. Seems like that rumor was no rumor at all, but a fact.
Sara trailed her tongue down to Catherine’s chest and was instantly drawn to her sensitive nipples. She sucked and bit down as hard as she could as she continually rocked her fingers into Catherine and was rewarded with a strangled howl coming from underneath her.
Sara continued thrusting until Catherine’s release died down, but slowed her motions considerably. It looked like they were taking a break; Sara wrapped her arms around Catherine and kissed her lips softly. “Did you just….howl?”
“I’m the Queen, I can do anything I want.” Catherine defended herself.
“I thought you wanted to do me.” Sara grinned looking into Catherine’s eyes with mirth.
Catherine kissed her long and hard. “I want to do more than have sex with you Sara Sidle. I want you to be my partner and lover. I want to wake up with you beside me every morning. I can go on dates with you if you’re not quite ready to be in a relationship.” Catherine stuttered.
Sara giggled, “Well we’ve already had sex, so naturally I guess dating would be next,” this time they both laughed, “but I don’t need a date to tell me that I want the same as you do.”
“Really?”
“Yes,” Sara kissed her cheek, “and I know that that magic trick was all your doing.”
Catherine looked genuinely surprised. “How?”
Sara kissed the tip of her nose, “I pictured us having sex under a waterfall.”
Catherine winked at her, “I can do that too.” Before Sara knew it, she was wet again.
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