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Aria's Personal Inspection	By : AlluringWords Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 18105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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In complete shock the young blue skinned woman stared in awe at the enormous luxurious bathroom before her. She instantly thought, I think it’s bigger than my entire flat.
Stirred from her wonder, she felt two strong purple arms nestle around her waist. A deep throated hum escaped her as she leaned back into the embrace. On her shoulder she felt the matriarch’s voice vibrate on her skin as she commanded, “Hot water on!”
To the younger’s delight, the shower came to life spouting water from three different directions from inside a large glass enclosure. In a whimsical giggle, the excited dancer dragged her temporary lover to the shower by her fingertips, careful not to break the connection.
The experienced asari waited patiently while her junior lathered up a sponge and provocatively rubbed it over her entire body. Making sure every bit of the wine had been cleaned off. It was a slow and tantalizing experience. When there wasn’t an area left that hadn’t been cleaned, a wicked smile came across the matriarch’s face as she declared,
“Your turn!”
Somewhere between a laugh and a lustful grin, the dancer bites her bottom lip in anticipation of how the Queen of Omega might wash her. A flash of ecstasy traversed her thoughts. Within a hair’s breath she felt herself being pinned against the creamed colored tile, while Aria was driving a thigh deep between her legs.
A loud moan escaped her which was soon followed by several other louder moans as the Queen made her way down the folds of her neck, over her collar bone and stopping at her breast. Yes, both women were greatly enjoying the considerable about of time the matriarch spent on the perky upturned breast that fit perfectly in the ruler of Omega’s mouth.
“Oh Goddess! Oh Goddess!”
Were the only real words the dancer could form as she surrendered to the affections of her lover.
Pressing harder into her body, the matriarch feverishly snakes a hand around the blue wet skin of her lover’s thigh. At first she lifts a single leg, wrapping it around her ass as if to give the smooth skin a place to hold on to. Uncontrollable passionate moans and pants echoed off the shower walls. To the two asari deeply involved in their partner, the sounds only fueled their passion more as they couldn’t get enough of each other.
Unsure exactly when it happened, the young asari felt her second foot slowly leave the tiled floor as now her entire weight was being supported by the hot pressing body of the matriarch. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she felt Aria’s lips all over her. The combination of kisses, long sucking sensations and nibbles at her skin was more than she could have possibly ever hoped for.
The matriarch’s head suddenly pulled back with a confused look on her face. Her body was being forced away from her lover. A mischievous grin appeared on the young woman’s face as Aria looked down to see what was in fact pushing her away. The dancer with extremely toned legs was clinching her knees together forcing the matriarch back a bit. The purple hands held firm on the blue ass as she discovered the game the younger girl was playing.
“Keep away?”
The CEO said under her breath.
Taunting the CEO by nudging her lips and then her breast forward she asked,
“How bad do you want it?”
Humoring the girl or maybe even herself the purple skinned woman played,
“It or you?”
A large satisfying smile swept the young girl’s face as the older woman had conceded to play her game of ‘keep away’. There was a few moments of frisky tugging between the two to see how bad one wanted the other. It didn’t last very long as Aria’s actions proved how bad she actually wanted the young blue dancer.
A glowing blue light shimmered over Aria’s body that made the dancer release her grip around the matriarch’s waist. The experienced asari again pushed firm against her partner and hungrily devoured her.
“Hey, that’s not fair!”
It was the only time since entering the shower that the matriarch stopped all of her sensual movements.
“Not fair? Welcome to Omega Princess!”
Watching the young face turn from play to a tinge of fear, the matriarch returned a seductive gaze and asked,
“How bad do you want it?”
Turning her head to the side from hearing her own words used against her, she pulled the asari close until she was hovering just about her ear cannel and breathlessly whispered,
“More than life itself”
The exclamation stirred something within the older asari, something she hadn’t felt in years, perhaps centuries. Hungrier than before, if that was possible, the matriarch behaved as if she were a maiden fresh out of the commando training. There wasn’t enough time, energy, or asaris to satisfy her quenching desire. She couldn’t get enough of pleasure of the woman in her arms.
Looking down she hypnotically watched the last of the suds drip over the blue skin on to the purple skin before disappearing down the drain. The water that fell around them was creating huge bellows of steam that acted like mushroom clouds as they rose up and were met by the slightly cooler air outside the shower stall. It was as close to heaven one could get on Omega Aria thought.
With a small thud, Aria released her grip around the maiden and her feet landed on the floor. Before she had time to ask why she had been put down, she was abruptly spun around and her frontal area was pressed against the large glass door of the shower. Deciding whether or not she liked her new submissive position she suddenly felt her boss’s weight press against her and felt a hand push its way between her thighs. A loud bellow resounded in the stall.
“Oh! Oh Goddess, Aria! Take me!”
Her cries soon rang out filling the entire bathroom as the Omega Queen fondled her inner lips tucked between the young legs. The veteran asari fingers caused orgasm after orgasm before she allowed the maiden to turn around again. Even then she was lifted by her ass again off the floor. With the matriarch’s free hand and lips to her breast, gave her a few more screaming orgasms. It wasn’t until the young asari was begging for mercy that the near millennium woman stopper her aggressive advances.
Tender ass and body still in the firm grip of the asari queen’s arms, the dancer held the woman’s face and pleaded,
“Oh Goddess, please! I’ll do anything if you just let me recover.”
Perking an eyebrow, if she had one, the matriarch hummed, “Anything?”
“Anything!” She purred while desperately trying to get air back into her heaving chest.
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