Small Smut - Control | By : Redfields Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > FemSlash/Yuri - Female/Female Views: 930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Are you even paying attention, Jesse?” Emily asked. She was trying to give a report to the FBC’s director in her office, but the office itself seemed to have been changed slightly.
“Of course.” Jesse answered. Emily’s eyes flicked to the side, and Jesse’s head turned to follow her gaze. The redhead’s eyes nearly popped out of her head at the sight. Normally, there was a portrait of Jesse standing in front of the director’s desk, exuding authority. The painting that now occupied the spot was … markedly different.
It had Jesse sitting on the edge of the director’s desk, completely naked. Her legs were splayed, and the fingers of her right hand were spreading her vulva, giving a delicious view into her vagina. The whole painting exuded sex.
“Maybe it’s trying to give us a hint? We could 690.” Emily commented.
“690?” Jesse asked.
“It’s like 69-ing, but 10 times better.” Emily answered.
“I’m not sure if that’s how it works.” Jesse responded, but she was already taking off her clothes, matching the painting.
“Well, when you have a PhD, you can tell me how the math works.” Emily doffed her lab coat, then started carefully undoing the buttons on her dress shirt. The process took time that Jesse was too impatient to wait for, so she knelt down in front of the blonde and got started on her pants, undoing the button and fly, then sliding them down those gorgeous legs. Emily had already stepped out of her shoes, so her pants slid off her body. The last thing was her rather staid underwear, which Jesse practically yanked down, revealing her beautiful bush. Emily discarded her bra as Jesse began licking her pussy, and the scientist’s legs buckled at the intensity of Jesse’s oral assault.
The director held her steady, or at least, somewhat upright. Emily’s eyes fluttered as she felt herself rising in the air. The sex was always better when they floated. It was a bit precarious at the moment though, so Jesse shifted her around until she was staring at the redhead’s lightly-haired vulva. She dove in with an enthusiasm to match the director, delighting in the taste as well as the pleasure growing in her nethers.
She jolted when Jesse nibbled her clit, retaliating by sliding two fingers into the director’s rear end. Jesse squealed, a decidedly un-Jesse-like sound, proof of Emily’s sexual prowess. Of course, Emily soon had her own tight ass pried open by Jesse’s probing fingers. She grunted into the redhead’s pussy, lapping up the juices that were flowing from Jesse’s womanhood.
They floated higher, both physically and sexually. Emily drove her tongue deep into Jesse’s folds, getting as far as she could into her girlfriend. Jesse kept focusing on Emily’s clit, using her fingers in the blonde’s holes.
Soon, it became a race to see who could get the other off first. Emily’s lapping grew ferocious, and she pushed more fingers into Jesse’s clenching butthole. She was determined to get her boss off before her own orgasm overwhelmed her. That would be difficult, as Jesse was now biting her clit, squeezing it between her teeth and sending massive pangs of pleasure through the blonde.
It was a race that Emily lost, though not by much. Jesse had had too much of a head start, and the scientist’s clit was too sensitive to put up with the director’s tantalizing oral skills. The blonde came, her pussy and ass clenching around Jesse’s fingers.
The redhead was not far behind, grinding her pussy on Emily’s O-face to push herself over the edge to a tremendous orgasm. She squirted all over Emily’s beautiful face, her own frozen in ecstasy as twin pleasures consumed them both. Their bodies were shaking, quivering, rising higher as their climaxes consumed them.
The pleasure gradually faded, and they slowly sank to the ground. Lying on their backs, panting, trying to catch their breath. “You know,” Jesse said “I think you might be right about the math.”
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