Thread: Just Riding a Trend {darkest_fate&AdventureGurl!}

Yes, it certainly was happening. Emma felt almost as though she'd hopped onto a train, a train that she had to ride all the way to the station. She could feel the skilled bodybuilder teasing her body, tweaking and prodding and caressing in all the perfect spots. Fingers pinched Emma's nipples through her bra, dragging the fabric against the tender bits. Emma's little nipples were almost demure, two small peaks of palest pink set atop the firm mound of ivory flesh. She'd always found them to be relatively sensitive too, likely more than normal. Each little touch sent more little bursts of pleasure barraging Emma's senses. The fingers in her panties worked even better. Emma had to admit that she couldn't even recall doing this so well to herself, and having someone else teasing her flesh felt almost better. She could feel the petals of her sex opening up, coaxed to life by the fingers. Heat and moisture began to rise. Soft nether lips gathered hints of Emma's arousal, hints that jumped to fingers with each pass. The hand worked to undo buttons, and Emma knew that if she wanted to stop, actually wanted this to cease, she needed to say something before the other woman undid her shirt. Emma may be uptight and generally disinterested in sex, but she prided herself on not being a tease. If Carina got her shirt off, the bodybuilder had earned the right to her affections. And hadn't this been the point of Emma's coming here? Why shouldn't she enjoy a little pleasure? It was decidedly better than hiring someone to pleasure her, and it felt damn good, certainly better than toy play. Not rape, though fingers kept going. Emma let out a soft laugh as Carina showed the wet fingers. The Brit reached up to tuck back some hair. Your fingers are quite skilled, she admitted, licking her lips again. Though that's the be expected, mm, considering your experience, though Emma spoke, she did let her legs fall apart, let the shirt slide off, knowing that her body took the decision from her. Her head lolled back as Carina teased her ear, loving all the attention. The hand teased her breast masterfully, and Emma could feel the flush spreading throughout her body, no doubt showing on her pale skin. Another bit of instruction, and Emma let out another little laugh. She leaned back, turning a smiling face, brown eyes dancing. I told you, she said, her breath hitching with arousal, but still using that clipped British accent, I'm not easy. If you want moans, you're going to have to, mm, she rolled her hips as she felt Carina's fingers slide inside her sex. Interior walls caressed the digit for a moment, just fluttering about. Emma's hands had both gone down to hold her. Emma took a shuddering breath, relaxing very slowly, bit by bit, as Carina began working up. you're going to have to--- to earn them, Emma said, flashing another smile. Oh, and if we're going to do this, we need to record it, she sounded almost professional there. I don't intend to have to repeat or fake a first seduction just because we got careless, I'm only doing this because I have to, not because your touch is good and I'm desperate for someone to make me cum .