Laundry Time
LAUNDRY TIME
The pile of clothes tottered as she opened the door. A second had barely passed and they were already sprawled across the bedroom floor. The beds were unmade and the blinds held on to the moist window panes. It was dark. The bright orange ball of light outside had just started to peer in from behind the tall buildings. It was around four in the morning. The exhaustion was slowly creeping into her system and no amount of edible material could return the energy that had just left her.
Sleep. I need sleep, she thought to herself as she threw her things aside and let herself fall on her soft, cozy bed. The sheets were ruffled and the stack of pillows was reduced to a mess, much like the dirty clothes on the floor. She didn’t mind. The only thing that mattered was her head against the comfortable cushions. She was slowly drifting to sleep.
“Sica!! Good morning!”
The figure on the bed didn’t stir. She was too tired to pay attention to the tanned girl at her doorway. She rolled on her side and hugged one of her pillows tightly, pressing it hard on her face.
“Tired?” The girl from the doorway settled herself on the empty space on the other girl’s bed. She ran her fingers through the motionless girl’s hair and then gave her a peck on the cheek. Not long after the sweet gesture, she traced the girl’s jaw line with her tongue.
“What are you doing, Yuri-ah?” Jessica asked, still with her eyes closed.
“Tasting you. What else should I be doing?” Yuri replied, preparing to slip her hand up Jessica’s shirt.
“What about doing my laundry?” Jessica sat up, pointing to the mess on her floor.
“Ehhh! Come on Sica. I didn’t come here to be your maid,” Yuri complained. She got up and prepared to leave, thinking that Jessica wasn’t in the mood for playtime.
The latter, however, had other plans. She pulled Yuri by the arm and pressed her lips against the latter’s ear. “I promise I’ll give you a prize.”
Yuri couldn’t refuse. She knew that tone. “Okay.”
To begin her task, Yuri grabbed the clothes off of Jessica’s floor and made her way to the laundry room. Jessica was right behind her, yawning after every step.
“Make sure to separate the white ones from the colored ones,” Jessica told Yuri as the latter sifted through her clothes and divided them into groups. Shirts, shorts, pants, bras… panties. Yuri blinked twice upon realizing what she was holding. This is turning me on too much, she admitted in her thoughts.
Upon seeing Yuri’s reaction, Jessica decided to do a little teasing. “What’s the matter? You stopped segregating all of a sudden.” Her hands were already on Yuri’s waist. She pressed her soft chest against the latter’s back, hoping to send the signal that she was feeling anxious.
As a response, Yuri swallowed a mouthful of saliva and, without a word, dropped the clothes into the washing machine. She dropped a few spoonfuls of detergent next and then closed the lid. Jessica’s arms had wrapped themselves around her and she felt a pair of hands moving from her stomach and up. The washing machine started to vibrate after she pressed a few buttons.
“You smell like soap,” Jessica whispered. Her hand slithered up Yuri’s shirt and she started tugging on the latter’s bra.
“Of course I smell like soap. I’m doing your laundry,” Yuri replied jokingly but Jessica’s fingers on her chest had her biting her lower lip. She pulled them out and grabbed Jessica’s arms. “Time for my prize.”
Jessica gave Yuri a smile as she was pushed against the wall, held by the wrists. Then she saw Yuri go for her neck.
Yuri’s nostrils were instantly filled with Jessica’s scent, overlooking the smell of soap that filled the room, as she tasted the saltiness of the latter’s sweat. She got a soft moan in return. She let go of one of Jessica’s wrists and started unbuttoning the latter’s shirt with the freed hand. Due to her impatience she ended up tearing it off of her victim. The buttons snapped off. Then she felt Jessica’s free hand unbutton her shorts and she just let the piece of clothing slide down to the floor.
As Yuri continued to have her tongue slither along Jessica’s neck, her hand that was holding Jessica’s other wrist went to Jessica’s left breast next. And despite being in control she cringed as she suddenly felt the latter push into her. Jessica was suddenly in too deep, but Yuri was too busy sucking on Jessica’s nipples and fondling her breasts to react properly.
With both of Yuri’s hands groping around the rest of Jessica’s body, Jessica’s arms were free again. She continued to move her fingers against the other girl’s folds while her other hand pulled the shirt over Yuri’s head but was caught off guard when Yuri suddenly lunged-
“Hey… don’t,” Jessica mumbled, but Yuri didn’t stop.
Instead, Yuri nibbled harder on Jessica’s right nipple while struggling to start pulling the latter’s skirt down. To her surprise, Jessica didn’t have panties on, but it wasn’t the right time to think about that. She removed everything that was still hanging onto Jessica’s body and then hoisted her up on the vibrating washing machine. Jessica was no longer inside of her, but she felt the thick fluid drip down her legs.
“Stop stopping, will ya?” Jessica said, making it obvious that she was getting impatient.
Yuri teased the infuriated princess by poking the soft mound between the latter’s legs. Jessica leaned back with her hands on the washing machine lid and let out a long moan, also enjoying the vibrating machine under her. She started pressing herself down harder on it.
I can’t get beat out by a lame washing machine, Yuri thought. As a countermeasure, she spread Jessica’s folds apart with her thumbs and stuck her tongue in between. Jessica was too wet. The juices kept on flowing and some ended up on the sides of Yuri’s mouth. She swallowed the thick fluid and continued to go deeper.
Jessica grabbed Yuri by the hair with both hands, holding Yuri’s head steadily before her to make sure Yuri hit the right spots. And indeed she was.
Breathing through her mouth, Yuri could hear the Jessica panting and breathing heavily with her and she felt Jessica’s folds starting to swell as her thumbs spread them apart more and more. Her tongue was stuck inside the tightness, but she did her best to swallow.
“Yuri-ah… More…”
Yuri went in deeper and faster when she heard Jessica say her name. Her neck was starting to ache from her position, but Jessica kept on pulling her hair, signaling that she wanted more. She knew that Jessica was nearing her limit - she could feel Jessica trembling and Jessica’s legs had wrapped themselves around her neck and she was fully trapped. So she continued to pleasure the girl on the washing machine and felt long legs squeeze her tightly for a second or two. After that, Jessica relaxed, leaving Yuri with a full mouth and little time to swallow.
“You… you’re always so… good... at this,” Jessica struggled to say as she gasped for air. Yuri stared at her sitting on the shaking washing machine. Her legs were still spread apart and the machine seemed to be pleasuring her again. Slightly infuriated by the blasted machine’s advantage over her, Yuri grabbed Jessica by the waist and laid her on the floor. Neither one of them heard any complaints.
“Thanks for the prize, Sica baby,” Yuri whispered into Jessica’s ear before she started licking the sides of the latter’s mouth. The fluids from her mouth mixed with Jessica’s saliva and she let her tongue go against the walls of Jessica’s mouth. She kept on with the kiss and Jessica kept kissing back.
A few minutes after their vicious tongue fight, Yuri felt Jessica’s fingers creep up her back and off came her bra. Holding back a slight laugh, she responded by quickly slipping out of her underwear. And at last they were both bare on the cold floor. The smell of soap was everywhere.
“Time for your real prize, Kwon Seobang,” Jessica muttered under her breath as she rolled Yuri to her side and sat on top of her. “I wonder if…” Jessica circled Yuri’s breasts with her index finger as if drawing on them.
To get back, Yuri entered Jessica once more and Jessica’s still-contracting walls instantly sucked the fingers in. She eyed the princess as she leaned toward her and licked her ear.
Then Jessica started fondling Yuri’s breasts. Her hot breath inside the tanned girl’s ear made the latter go faster with the finger pumping.
A long, needy moan.
Yuri grinned to herself.
Finally, Jessica left Yuri’s breasts and started licking down in between them instead, simultaneously taking Yuri’s wrist to push the latter’s fingers farther into her. The collision was messy.
Not long after Jessica was overflowing again, she minded the girl underneath her. Yuri lied helpless on the floor as she let Jessica have her way. She spread her legs, making way for whatever was to enter her.
“Sica, don’t…”
Yuri was starting to get weak. Involuntarily, she arched her back and snapped her head back as she felt Jessica squeezing her way inside. And all the more, she wanted Jessica closer to her.
As if she read Yuri’s mind, Jessica suddenly leaned forward and let Yuri bury her face in between her well-formed, succulent breasts. Still inside and effortlessly maneuvering within Yuri’s tightness, she went deeper.
“Enjoying?” Jessica asked, aiming to tease.
Yuri could only nod. “I should do your laundry more often.”
Already finding it difficult to talk after that last sentence, Yuri decided to let herself go. No more trying to suck it all in. No more trying to make the moment last longer. Jessica had already found the right spot and there was no stopping her from rubbing it until it quivered. With the folds out of the way, her two fingers worked the center.
On and on and on and on.
Yuri stifled a gasp as she finished. The fluids flow down to the floor. Thanking Jessica for a more or less quick release, she licked the sweat off of Jessica’s cheek and then found her way back to Jessica’s mouth. She was tired and Jessica was shaking. With a final kiss, they collapsed side by side.
“Whew. That was some morning work-out, huh, Yuri-ah?” Jessica said with a laugh before she slid her fingers in between Yuri’s.
“Eeeew. It’s so squishy in between our hands!” Yuri joked. But the stickiness of the fluids in between their fingers made her feel one with the sleepyhead princess. Beat that, you stupid washing machine, Yuri thought as she stared at the vibrating entity beside them.
“It’s so ironic,” Jessica said as she rested her head on Yuri’s chest. Their warm bodies against each other made them forget about the cold floor. “The clothes are clean but we’re all dirty!”
They laughed it off.
“I think I love the smell of soap now,” Yuri whispered.