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You reach into your purse in a fit of giggles, trying to search for your keys without looking too desperate. The short girl standing next to you laughs, both of you slightly tipsy from criminally fruity cocktails from the lesbian bar downtown.
As soon as you manage to open the door to your apartment, you put your bag down, flip on the hall light, and turn around to let the girl in.
But she’s one step ahead of you.
The door shuts with a bang, and in the blink of an eye there’s a hand pushing you against the wall of your foyer and pinning you down. The other arm holds you by the waist while your mouths are crushed together, a tongue circling your lips before forcefully parting them. This takes you by surprise, and your hookup takes advantage of your lips parting in a gasp to explore deeper.
A shuddering gasp escapes your mouth as you feel the hand grabbing your waist move up and down your torso, and your hookup pulls away and licks her lips. A concoction of her red lipstick and your glittery lip gloss makes them shine in the dim light.
“You taste so damn good, you know that? Just like strawberries darling.”
She’s a couple inches shorter than you, face right at your chest, but the dominance she radiates makes it seem like she could do whatever she wants with you.
You stifle a squeak as delicate fingers crawl just above your hips, unable to answer. The woman gives you a cat-like grin, seemingly pleased at the whiny mess you’ve become. You want to reciprocate with a similarly flirtatious look, but at the same time you’re five seconds away from getting on your knees and begging to get railed.
“Look at you, you’re almost begging for me with those huge eyes. You want me to fuck you? You want me to eat you out until your legs are shaking? Look how pathetic you are, nearly drooling from a couple touches.”
Oh god. It’s like she can read your mind.
The arm that’s pinning you against the wall stays, but the hand that was trailing your hips ventures further south as she presses against you. Lips press against yours again, more gently this time, but increase in pressure when your hips jump at one of your thighs being grabbed.
The silky fabric of the skirt you were wearing falls away as she pushes your leg aside, and she forgoes grabbing you to instead push her knee in between your legs, right where your dripping core is throbbing for attention.
Your shirt is pulled off and your bra is unclipped easily, both falling to the floor. You try to whine in protest at your clothes being removed so forcefully, but the whine turns into a moan as she drags her tongue across your chest, taking advantage of the height difference to bite and lick all over.
Normally you don’t like too much boob action, the men you’ve hooked up with before never knowing how to properly feel you up. But as this girl nips at your sternum and runs her hands all over your torso, caressing your hips as she teases your nipples with the tip of her tongue, you think maybe this isn’t too bad after all.
After a couple minutes she starts to make her way down, and eventually she’s brushing your pelvis with her lips, just above the waistband of your skirt. At first you protest as she drops the knee you’ve been grinding on, but the sight of a face so close to your pussy has you salivating instead.
You’ve never had your body worshiped so fully before, and despite your legs being shaky from standing at the foyer for so long, that magic mouth is worth it. You know you’re going to be covered in all sorts of hickeys tomorrow, and inside you’re loving it.
Lost in the daydream of all the love bites you’re going to have to cover up, you barely register the hands circling your legs until you’re hoisted up onto a pair of surprisingly fit arms.
Mmmmmm. Buff women. Please fuck me now.
A husky voice whispers, “Where’s your bedroom darling?”, and you grab tight as she carries the two of you through the apartment. As soon as she gets your bedroom door open she throws you onto your bed, and you make a mental note to do laundry tomorrow with how soaked your panties are getting.
The bed creaks as she joins you, and you prop yourself up to enjoy the view of a beautiful woman parting your legs and making her way between them. She slowly peels her dress off as if she’s trying to tease you with the sight, and in the moment you’re flooded with a wave of desire.
“Can you… please. Please put your mouth on my pussy please, I’ve been so patient for you, please just put your mouth on me now.”
For a moment your hook up looks surprised, but her expression quickly changes back to one of cool seduction.
“Patient? I think you and I have very different definitions of patience, darling.”
“What do you mean? I let you tease me this entire time, I haven’t said anything but I think now I deserve to be played with.” You know you sound like a brat, but you can’t help it with the way your pussy is begging for attention, thighs squeezing together in hopes of the slightest bit of stimulation.
“Oh, you cute, fucking, slut.”
The next thing you know you’re pushed down onto the bed, trapped between a pair of thick thighs and arms pinned to the top of your head. Your hookup’s head is positioned right next to yours, and a shiver runs down your spine as she whispers into your ear.
“You think you deserve to be played with, brat? As if you weren’t squirming and begging under your breath the entire I had my mouth on your body. Don’t think I didn’t here. And if you were patient you wouldn’t try to order me around, telling me where to put my mouth, right? That’s my job you pretty whore.”
You know you shouldn’t enjoy being called a whore, but you can’t help the way your back arches, your body pressing against hers in desperate arousal.
“You like that? How slutty of you, ready to spread your legs just because I told you off. Don’t whine at me, we both know how wet you’ve been since I got my hands on you.
You’re so cute, trying to order me around but ready to beg as soon as I put you into your place. So cute actually, that I think I’ll give you what you’ve been pleading for. Just this time though darling, don’t think you can do whatever you want now.”
With a teasing bite at your neck she sits up and lifts your knees, situating herself between them. The tips of neatly manicured nails run up and down your inner thighs, and though your legs twitch, they’re blocked from squeezing together all the way.
You prop yourself up again, and bite your lips to prevent yourself from moaning when your hookup drags down your panties, keeping your skirt on as she gets on her stomach. (“Lace underwear hmm? How naughty darling.”) Her hot breath is tantalizing against your clit but she’s still running her hands down your thighs, and the teasing stimulation has you wanting to throw your head back and beg, risking acting like a brat again.
“Also, we never got to know each other's names, did we? I know you’re an impatient little brat so I won’t bother you with an introduction, but you can call me mommy. And I want to hear you moaning and begging for mommy while I make you cum, okay?”
Before you can reply she gives you a kiss on your thighs and dives in.
A flat tongue drags across your entire vulva, collecting the wetness. After a few more licks across your folds, she kisses your clit before trapping it in between her lips, circling it with her tongue slowly, and then gradually faster and faster. Right when your thighs start shaking she kisses your clit again, drawing back and making love to your hole, the tip of her tongue almost slipping in.
The sight of her head moving under the skirt is almost lewd, loud slurping sounds matching your breathy moans. You try to stifle your noises by biting your fingers, but then remember mommy wants to hear her darling moan for her. You allow pants, moans, and whines to escape your mouth freely, and as if pleased by the noises, your hookup gives your hole one last lick before clamping her lips around your clit again.
Her nose was already rubbing against your clit while she was teasing your hole, but the full force of stimulation against your clit has you trembling. She went from licking to full on sucking, and your orgasm is approaching quickly.
“M-mommy please, it feels so good please-please-please can I cum mommy you’re making me feel so good-”
Instead of chiding you for being a brat, two fingers make their way down and slide into you before prodding your g-spot. Your thighs are clamping around mommy’s head and though you know it must feel suffocating to be trapped between a pair of legs while giving head, the dual stimulation from your clit and hole feels so good you can’t think about anything else.
At this point your pleas to come have diminished to loud pants and breathy whines, but you don’t care anymore. Your back is arched and your orgasm is at the tip of your tongue, just a little more and you’re there.
With a final suck and fingers angling perfectly inside, the tension that was building up in your core snaps, and your head throws back with a loud moan as you finally come, orgasm taking over your body and leaving you trembling and gasping for air. Your pussy feels like it’s throbbing with pleasure, and your knees would be knocking together if mommy wasn’t still in between your legs, licking you through your orgasm.
When you finally can’t take it anymore you push yourself up onto the bed, too tired to sit up but rolling over to see your hook up lick your wetness off her lips, dripping fingers hovering over the beds to not dirty the sheets. A little too late for that with the wet spot from where you were lying a minute before, but you appreciate the sentiment nonetheless.
After you both catch your breaths, your hookup crawls next to you, both of you facing each other.
“Mommy… would you like to sit on my face?”