Thread: Of Spies and Whores {darkest_fate&DeRe}

Mira felt her friend moving her body, contorting her, using the knowledge that friendship brought to reorganize her situation. The brunette could feel her legs bending back, felt the tension mounting. Already coils had wrapped themselves around her abdomen, and simple movement tightened them further, to almost unbearable levels. The gesture pumped heat into Mira, made her already heavy breaths catch, come a little quicker. She could hear purred instructions make her beg. Just hearing those words had her whimpering, nearly drowning out the next bits, something about a Diablo. Lips dove down to seize hers as the rewards and punishments floated about them. Mira groaned as she felt Candy literally drawing her up, dashing and moving her lips. The brunette had always liked kissing, always found it fun, engaging, and her blonde friend knew her preference. The feathering touches lighted all about her, hitting weak points with each pass. Mira shuddered, feeling nails tracing sides, fluttering over her abdomen, just gracing near her already aching nipples, before grabbing the back of her head. Fingers threaded through hair, emulating or demonstrating passion, pulling Mira closer. The brunette shuddered, rocking her hips. A vague realization again penetrated she had to do something . Obviously Mira couldn't demonstrate Candy's voracity, but the brunette knew that there were more ways of seduction than aggression. Her legs moved, slid slightly, hooking about Candy. She drew back, looking up at her friend with almost angelic eyes. Please be gentle, she all but begged, her hands coming up to light on her friend's shoulders. You know I haven't done this, ah, she paused, arching slightly, letting her body roll, feeling the tension, very much, she bit her lip, looking up at her friend, eyes almost wet. And you know just where to touch, her legs tightened, her hips rolling. Candy felt her own pulse quicken, nearly frowning down at her friend. She'd all but taught Mira that the innocent virgin act, so close to reality, worked wonders on the right people. Seeing those wide blue eyes, hearing sweet begging coming from those lips, it would drive most people, almost any man, to the brink of eruption. Worse, it hit all of Candy's buttons at once. You little minx, she said, seizing the hair and pulling slightly, hearing Mira gasp. Play-acting the little sweet virgin, her hands went down, and Mira let out a yelp as she felt the fingers near her core. Wait, that's not fair! You can't-- she insisted, before feeling Candy's digits pressing against her barely clad sex. Mira yelped, hips jerking. Stop! Hey, tell her to stop! That's not fair! she shuddered, squirming more fiercely as she felt the finger sliding. Candy's finger rolled all about Mira's sex, and the brunette knew that her friend could find her little hidden button, tucked away and so difficult for most, within seconds. The fabric wasn't exactly stopping, and already the building friction had a wet schlick along with it. Mira's toes started to bend. Tell her to stooooop! she whined, hips rolling, jerking, as she felt the pressure starting to build. They never said no touching there, Candy insisted, leaning down. Looking across Mira, she looked to their instructors. Candy's own sex felt molten, the fabric at least hiding her arousal. It shone in those green eyes, an almost inverse reflection of Mira's blue that turned. The brunette bit her lip, the blonde took it for a nibble, before looking back. It's time for her to cum, right? Candy all but purred, her hands moving to work her friend's increasingly sloppy sex, liquid arousal pouring about the digits already.