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

Emma lazily shifted, watching Carina, her mind still racing. She could probably still get out of this. Carina didn't seem too horribly caught up in things, not to mention being rather sweet, well, sweet for a bodybuilding futanari who wanted to fuck Emma's brains out. The starlet couldn't help but be at least a little flattered though Carina had wanted to go through with things without the publicity angle covered. At least it wouldn't be just a job for her. No, that would be Emma's thing, and it actually made her feel a little guilty. Was that... oil? Emma squinted for a moment, almost surprised. Carina truly was going all out with the seduction first plying Emma with wine, then an oiled massage? Though Emma supposed that could be lubrication of some kind, though technically the wine would count too. Carina certainly made it sound enjoyable. Emma shifted to the edge of the bed, pulling the pants down her legs. She did catch the denim thong though, getting it snug against her warming sex. Though it hadn't been asked, Emma shrugged out of her shirt too, laying it into the same pile as the jeans. Wearing nothing but denim underthings now, she shifted, obeying Carina's instruction. Something thick and hard pressed against Emma's ass, and she shifted. A hand went up to pull her hair back, baring most of her pale shoulders. Are you just going to fuck me like that? she asked, mostly curious. Because I thought--ooh, the last came out as a sharp little moan as warm oil trailed along her back. Fingers, talented fingers, spread it throughout. Emma felt the warmth seeping into her body. So much tension rested in those muscles, from keeping her image, from working her causes, from just being famous. Carina's talented digits sought them all out. They literally pressed away the stress of Emma's life. She felt her muscles weakening, her body relaxing. The warmth spread all throughout her, sliding its sensations to every bit of her. Especially her sex. It just oozed there, and Emma could feel her lips engorging with desire and want. Anyone who could do this with their hands could surely draw some impressive reactions from her actual body. Hands had even pressed against her ass, as though shoving the warmth and relaxation straight into Emma's sex. The starlet nodded and shifted over, facing up. Twin nipples jutted against denim fabric, forming noticeable peaks. Emma's thong may not be soaked, but a spot of noticeable darkness showed in the center of it. Her hips rolled as Carina came close. The hand made Emma's eyes open, her lips parting for a moment. Said parted lips soon found themselves kissing the futanari again, working against her. The heat had certainly started to mount, Emma was surprised to feel it coursing throughout her body, drugging her. You're... very good at this... she admitted, having first pulled her lips from Carina's. You realize we could just fake it, though Emma couldn't see anyone who could potentially be attracted to her getting her this naked, this hot and relaxed, and just pulling away, or you could just thrust inside me and get it over with, she looked up at Carina, you really don't have to seduce me, though there was an undercurrent of but I'm thoroughly enjoying it there, even as her hips gave another soft motion and her breath hitched in a little tremble.