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“This has to be the last time. This is crazy. It’s wrong. It’s against the rules. We shouldn’t be doing this. We can’t keep doing this Darcy.” Jane mumbled in between kisses.



Darcy had been hearing a variation of the above speech for the past few weeks. If it had been any other girl she would have probably lost it, either yelling at the girl or telling her she should learn a new tune, however this was Jane Foster, the one person Darcy wanted above all others. Besides with Jane it was somehow still cute, especially when the older girl made the first move. True, Darcy normally manipulated Jane into doing it by shamelessly flirting with her, but that didn’t make it any less funny.



At least Jane had given up on claiming to be straight after the third or fourth time they had sex, a claim Darcy had found ridiculous given the eagerness Jane had shown the first time she got to play with her big tits, not to mention how ravenous she had been at eating Darcy out. Sure Jane could be bi like Darcy but straight as an arrow Jane Foster was dead and gone. Or at least that perception was as the case maybe, Darcy proving this point as she moved her hands down to Jane’s perky little tits and found that her nipples were already as hard as rocks.



Grinning widely against Jane’s lips Darcy spent a few moments playing with those hard little buds, making her boss moan repeatedly into her mouth in the process. Then she broke away to lay a few kisses on Jane’s neck before descending further to those perky little treats, Darcy flicking one with her tongue before taking it into her mouth. After sucking on that for a few moments Darcy switch to the other one, going back and forth as Jane writhed in pleasure beneath her.



It took a little manoeuvring but Darcy had managed to talk her way into the tiny hole in the wall Jane called her apartment, and then into the scientist’s disorganised bed. Talking Jane into coming back to her place was even tougher but Darcy had just about managed it. Both were preferable to fucking in the desert because even in Jane’s cheap, uncomfortable bed they were somewhat shielded from the sun which was always a drag to wake up too. However most nights they were out really late and Darcy would prefer to fuck in the Winnebago than to not fuck Jane at all. She’d even take outside of it, the upside being that Jane’s precious stars had a way of calming her, making it easier for Darcy to fuck her. And given how Darcy planned to fuck Jane tonight she concluded she would need the stars, so she had laid out a nice soft blanket near the Winnebago, the metal monstrosity hopefully providing them with at least some shade from the sun come morning.



While it was true the sight of the stars had a calming effect on Jane they were little comfort now that she was naked in the middle of the desert and moments away from being fucked by her dildo wearing assistant.



Upon first seeing the strap-on dildo Jane had told Darcy there was no way she was using that on her. Unfortunately her tone had been about as convincing as Jane’s declarations that this had to be the last time they had sex etc and Jane couldn’t even convince herself she believe that anymore. Sex with Darcy was just so addictive Jane just couldn’t say no. Or more accurately she couldn’t say no and mean it, after the first few times Jane giving up on no altogether in favour of the equally unbelievable this had to be the last time.



Of course part of Jane wanted to mean it just like there was part of her which was genuinely appalled at the idea of using a strap-on. Or should that be intimidated. Yes, intimidated seemed like a better fit given how Jane felt. But she also felt a little intrigued, and by the time that Darcy was slipping a finger into her pussy Jane was dripping wet. To be fair all the foreplay had a lot to do with that, but the idea of getting fucked by a dildo wearing Darcy had become increasingly intriguing, especially because Jane had no doubt that unlike most of her previous lovers Darcy would know what she was doing.



Again proving her competence in the art of lesbian sex, if not as an assistant, Darcy slowly pumped Jane’s pussy for several long minutes, proving herself more skilled with one little finger than some men were with their cock. Although to be fair Darcy was cheating, her mouth still running back and forth between Jane’s nipples at first, then kissing down the older brunette’s stomach to her thighs, making the astrophysicist quiver with anticipation. This was unfortunately the one thing Darcy had proven to have plenty of patience for, the younger girl once again torturing her boss for what felt like an eternity until finally Jane let out a long, loud cry of joy as she felt what could only be Darcy’s tongue touching her twat and then sliding up the full length of her downstairs lips.



With most girls Darcy wouldn’t bother with this much foreplay. Hell, there had been plenty of nights when she was drunk and horny and she had told whoever she was with not to bother with any foreplay, instead just fuck her until they both passed out, which sadly didn’t usually last very long but sometimes it was sort of satisfying. However Darcy never rush things with Jane. Well, not at first. The brilliant astrophysicist always needed a little coaxing to let out the pussy loving slut within, but more than any other time before Darcy wanted to skip right to the hard fucking.



Since that wasn’t an option Darcy had forced herself to take the same gentle tactics as every other time before and now it was finally paying off. Not that Darcy hadn’t loved kissing Jane, sucking her little nipples and sliding her tongue all over her body because she had. She really, really had. But now Darcy’s tongue was sliding gently along Jane’s pussy lips in a slow but steady licking motion, the assistant’s eyelids fluttering as she lapped up her boss’s sweet cream in a way which had them both moaning in pleasure.



Granted Darcy’s moans weren’t as loud as Jane’s, but they did cause vibrations in her tongue which made Jane moan even louder and the older brunette’s juices flow even more rapidly out of her cunt. That in turn made it even more tempting for Darcy to pick up the pace of the pussy licking. And again, if it had been anyone else she probably would have. After all Jane was very much relaxed by now, and Darcy could definitely keep her relaxed by fucking her to multiple orgasms. However, with Jane Foster it was better to be safe than sorry. Besides, while with anyone else she would be desperate by now to get to the hard fucking Darcy liked gently making love to Jane.



Before she had bedded her cutest boss ever Darcy had never really made love before. She’d had soft and gentle sex, but this was different because she never cared about anyone or anything the way she cared about Jane Foster. That somehow made everything mean more from the swipes of her tongue to the way Jane’s pussy tasted. Then again with the latter it could be just that Jane had an exceptional tasting cunt, Darcy pondering this debate not for the first time as she became lost in licking Jane’s pussy.



Of course Jane had always been terrible at guessing what other people wanted. For her equations and stars were far easier than people. But as clueless as she was when it came to these things she now suspected Darcy loved her. Partly because Darcy had more or less said as much, but mostly because she treated Jane like she was precious. Special. Not just some annoying girl to be ignored during sex, but the centre of her world. And the way she looked at her, touched her, it was enough to make Jane’s body quiver.



Then again Darcy’s tongue had a lot to do with why Jane was quivering right now, the brainy brunette once again trying to work up the courage to tell the younger girl to fuck her hard. Jane knew if she could only ask Darcy would give it to her. Partly because it was rare for the younger brunette to ever deny her something, especially during sex, but mostly because by the time she worked up the courage to actually say it Darcy had been going to give it to her anyway. Or was waiting for Jane to ask.



In case this was one of the latter moments Jane continued to push herself until finally she managed to stammer, “Darcy, please…”



Sometimes that was enough. Sadly this was not one of those times, Darcy not even looking up at her despite Jane managing to mumble those two words over and over again. Clearly she would need to say more, and as difficult as it was for her Jane did eventually manage it.



“Fuck me… fuck me Darcy, ooooooohhhhhhhh Goddddddd, Darcy! Darcy, Darcy, Darcy!” Jane cried out as her assistant pushed her tongue into her aching core and started fucking her with it.



Even though Darcy’s tongue in her cunt was exactly what Jane had been waiting for finally getting it after all that build up rendered her a quivering wreck. With what little was left of her mind Jane thought it was surprising she hadn’t cum. Then again Darcy seemed to have such power over her body Jane wouldn’t be surprised if she could no longer cum and less Darcy wanted it. Which was a foolish notion, because of course no such power existed, but Darcy’s skilled touch was enough to make even a woman of science like Jane consider the possibility of magic.



Making Jane cum was Darcy’s favourite thing to do in the world, and of course she wanted to do it now, but this wasn’t about just getting someone’s rocks off so that they would return the favour. No, this was about making love to the girl she loved, and perhaps just as importantly get Jane relaxed as possible for what she had planned next. Because as long as Jane was properly relaxed it was something they were both going to enjoy very, very much. In the meantime while Darcy wanted to make Jane cum fucking her was almost as good.



From the way Jane was joyfully moaning her name over and over again, in a way which might have been annoying if it was anyone else, Darcy suspected her boss felt the same way. Plus Jane’s pussy juices were steadily flowing into Darcy’s mouth, the busty brunette wrapping her upstairs lips around her employer’s downstairs lips to create a seal so that none of the yummy liquid would escape. Of course that meant Darcy had to pause the tongue fucking every so often when her mouth was threatening to overflow with girl cream however with all her rug munching experience she was pretty much a professional pussy pleaser. That meant she could pause just before her mouth overflowed and gulped down enough of the heavenly liquid so she would be able to give as many tongue thrusts as possible before she had to pause again.



Of course she couldn’t take all the credit. A great deal of Jane’s girl juice was flowing directly from the source into her mouth and down her throat with no swallowing necessary. Also while her awesome skills at foreplay and pussy eating had a lot to do with it Jane had a naturally receptive cunt. Or at least it was receptive to her.



Briefly Darcy pondered if this meant that Jane was gay or not. It was a thought that constantly occur to her as while she normally wasn’t the jealous type things were different with Jane. With Jane Darcy worried that the uptight little prude would get freaked out one day just from having another girl go down on her for the millionth time and then run out and screw someone else. Someone smarter than Darcy, as in like super book smart, but also with a grip on reality, making them a better fit for Jane. Or maybe she would just find a musclebound stud and fall for him. Or maybe just someone who wasn’t her assistant. Whatever, it didn’t matter right now. What did matter was relaxing Jane, something Darcy quickly refocused on.



Jane felt Darcy briefly slowing the pace of the tongue fucking, however before she could muster up the courage to complain it started up again even harder than before. Although perhaps complain would have been the wrong word given the amazing pleasure that she had been receiving from even the gentle tongue fucking. That said this was so, so much better.



For what felt like an eternity Darcy had been pushing Jane close to the edge of an orgasm, sometimes pushing her right to the brink but never allowing her to go over it. Now Darcy seem to be struggling with keeping her from going over that edge, Jane swearing that she would a couple of times only for Darcy to pause the tongue fucking ever so slightly or take a few seconds to gulped down some juices, either way just stopping long enough to stop Jane from cumming.



Of course the whole time Jane was whimpering, “Please Darcy, mmmmmmm please, oh please Darcy please, make me cum. Fuck me and make me cum! Fuck me and make me cum, fuck me and make me cum, fuck me and make me cum, ooooooohhhhhh God Darcy, Darcy! Fuck me with your tongue and make me cum! Please? Please! Pleaseeeeeeee ohhhhhhhh Goooooddddd!”



Finally Darcy started sucking on Jane’s pussy lips, the additional stimulation just hard enough to make the brilliant astrophysicist lose her ability to speak. Her ability to think wasn’t far behind, but not before she could ponder whether or not her orgasm was an accident or not. Given the way Darcy swallowed pretty much all of her cum without missing a drop Jane guessed it was intentional, as was the climaxes that followed, the brainy brunette cumming over and over again in the other girl’s mouth.



After a while Jane was only barely aware of what was happening to her. She felt like her mind, and/or perhaps her spirit if such a thing truly existed, floating above her body and watching as Darcy swapped her tongue for her fingers, first one and then two being inserted into the older brunette’s cunt so that the intern could suck on her boss’s clit. Then send Jane into an extra hard climax, her mind floating ever higher into the clouds. Unfortunately it couldn’t last forever.



Jane whimpered softly as Darcy brought her down from her high. She then let out a much louder whimper when she felt Darcy removing her fingers and replacing them with that big toy.



That caused her nervousness to quickly return and Jane opened her mouth to yet again ask Darcy if she was sure it would fit. However, Darcy didn’t give her a chance to get the words out, the wicked assistant pushing forward and forcing almost a third of the strap-on into Jane’s pussy with that first hard thrust. Naturally this had Jane crying out, although the astrophysicist was surprised that it was mostly a cry of joy, followed by a cry of pure pleasure.



A slight blush filled Jane’s cheeks, although it was probably unnoticeable given how flushed the brainy brunette was after her orgasms. Of course it was those orgasms and the attention which preceded them which had made Darcy’s dildo not only easily enter Jane’s cunt but allowed the astrophysicist to easily relax, whatever pain there was quickly being overwhelmed by the pleasure and thus making it easier for Jane to take the strap-on inside her. This proved Darcy right, that fact causing Jane to blush slightly. Not that Darcy noticed. No, the busty brunette was far too preoccupied with staring at her boss’s pussy lips wrapped around her cock, this thought making Jane blush even more.



Looking down in between their bodies wasn’t much better for Jane when it came to the whole blushing thing. In fact given her insecurities looking at her body in general was far from her idea of fun, and this time round it was extra difficult for her to convince herself to look. And when she did, when she looked down and saw Darcy’s strap-on inside her, oh Jane definitely blushed hard enough for it to be seen. She also let out a moan which finally got Darcy’s attention, the intern giving her a scandalous grin which made Jane feel like she was about to cum again.



Then with that grin barely leaving her face Darcy said, “Relaxed boss lady, that’s the hard part over with. Now just give me a couple more seconds and the real fun can start. Then I’ll have you begging for more.”



Darcy knew that may sound cocky to someone who didn’t know her but she like to think she and Jane had really bonded lately. Certainly Jane should know Darcy had mad skills when it came to girl fucking, given she had hands-on experience and all. So there was no way Jane should have given her a look which silently scolded her for being cocky. But she did, which Darcy couldn’t help feeling was insulting. Luckily she had an easy way to punish her friend/employer. If fucking her very willing pussy could be called punishment, the moan Jane let out proof that punishment definitely wasn’t the right word for this.



Of course it would be easy for Darcy to hurt Jane if she had wanted too, but then why on earth would she want too? She had the perfect woman spreading her legs for her and the last thing Darcy wanted to do right now was hurt her. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t punish her. Hell, Darcy couldn’t really avoid it, the pleasure she was giving Jane obviously making the prudish brunette feeling a little overwhelmed and embarrassed by the feeling of that big dick pumping in and out of her pussy. Naturally Jane got over that embarrassment pretty quickly, more or less. She closed her eyes so as not to see the grin on Darcy’s face, but the pleasure probably had something to do with it.



Whatever the reason for it Darcy found it so cute. Which was always her favourite word to describe Jane because while other words like beautiful and gorgeous could technically be accurate for her looks they didn’t quite as accurately describe her actions. Or her facial expressions. Or the way she acted so excited over nerdy things which Darcy couldn’t begin to pretend to care about. So yes, this reaction was really cute, and Darcy loved watching Jane’s face as the other brunette kept her eyes closed, a blush filled her cheeks and her mouth open in a little ‘o’ as Darcy slowly pumped her pussy.



It was hard for Darcy to tear her eyes away from that cute little face, but there were just so many other wonderful things to see. Like Jane’s ‘little’ titties bouncing in time with each thrust, and her boss’s entire naked body stretched out before her, the older woman spreading her legs so Darcy could have access to her core. A beautiful little gift Jane was giving Darcy, the intern becoming lost once again in staring at it as she continued her gentle thrusts until Jane was literally begging for more.



Naturally it took a long time for Jane to work up the courage to ask for what she wanted, and this time round it took longer because the scientist felt a little insulted by Darcy’s claim that ‘she’d have her begging for more’. That history taught Jane this was 100% correct was irrelevant, as was the fact that Jane knew better than most those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Of course in her current state Jane couldn’t really recall that lesson reinforced into her by a thousand failed experiments. Her precious intelligence was also failing her as Jane became lost in the pleasure she was feeling.



The only thing she could focus on right now other than that pleasure was the infuriating notion that Darcy had been right. That the dildo Jane had been so worried would be too big was now stretching her pussy so wonderfully wide and deep, the man-made cock reaching places inside her which had never been touched before. Which she could have never imagined being touched, let alone imagined it would feel this good. And Darcy had also been right Jane wanted more. She wanted it harder, faster and deeper and she wanted it from her assistant Darcy Lewis.



Jane wanted Darcy to fuck her harder, faster and deeper, and eventually she was willing to say anything to get that, “Harder! Ohhhhhh God harder! Please Darcy, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Oh fuck, ooooooh yes, please, oh Darcy, fuck me as hard as you can! Mmmmm, harder! Yesssss, that’s it, ohhhhhh Darcy!”



Luckily that was all it took, Darcy taking mercy on her by almost immediately giving her what she wanted. Sure, Jane had to endure a wicked grin from the girl about ten years her junior as that same girl began to fuck her harder, faster and deeper but it was so worth it because Jane’s pleasure seem to double almost instantly. Then it seemed to double again, and again, and then despite how good she was at equations Jane could no longer do the maths, especially when she came.

All her Darcy induced orgasms had proven to be very powerful indeed, but this one seemed to have an extra kick to it. As did the ones that followed it, overwhelming climax after overwhelming climax crashing through Jane’s little body, leaving the astrophysicist a nervous wreck. She was far too overcome by the exquisite sensations to truly analyse what she was going through, Jane’s brilliant mind shutting off in favour of enjoying the sensations wrecking through her body.



Darcy was all too aware of the difference, especially on her end of things. For her boss Darcy knew that even a petite and most likely gay girl like Jane Foster would enjoy getting her pussy penetrated. And as Darcy had correctly guessed the bigger the better in Jane’s case. And her own. And pretty much every girl she’d ever fucked with a dildo. And maybe Jane was shaking ever so slightly more and screaming just a little louder than usual, but thanks to Darcy’s skilled fingers and awesome tongue it was barely noticeable.



What was noticeable was how much easier holding Jane down was. All Darcy had to do was lean forward and rest her weight on top of the older woman’s body and bam, Jane’s body was pinned under the intern’s big titties. Also as much as Darcy loved swallowing girl cum, especially Jane’s mouth-wateringly sweet cream, there was definitely something to be said for being able to stare into the other brunette’s pretty face as she was lost in pleasure. It was also nice to look into her eyes and see them glazed over, although Jane was unintentionally rolling them or shooting her head back now and again so Darcy couldn’t always enjoy those pretty eyes, but the bliss on Jane’s face remained very much visible throughout this late stage of the fucking.



Unfortunately because this was the late stage of the fucking it began to take a toll on the busty brunette. Her body ached something fierce from all the pumping of Jane’s pussy. Especially her back, Darcy swearing she would need some ice or something later. In fact she could go for a big tub of it right now given how much her body was sweating. Jane’s body was sweating too, making the contact between them a little slippery. Perhaps most of all, it wasn’t like Darcy was a God. No, she had her limits, and her stamina was definitely wearing thin.



Fortunately she was able to cum before the end. More than once in fact, thanks to not just the stimulator on her clit but because of the sheer joy of fucking another woman this way. Of fucking Jane this way. Oh yes, Darcy loved fucking women with her strap-on, but like everything else it was special with Jane, because Jane was special and because this was something Darcy had wanted since she first laid eyes on the petite brunette. She had wanted to fuck Jane every way she knew how, which definitely included stuffing the other girl’s little love box full of strap on dick and pumping her until she covered her cock with her cream.



Of course there were other things Darcy had imagined, and when the intern finally collapsed down onto her boss for a much needed rest her mind couldn’t help wonder about some of those things. Things which Jane would probably never agree to normally, but now that she was in an obviously vulnerable state… maybe, just maybe she would let her.



Jane had no idea what wicked things Darcy was thinking. She was too busy enjoying the afterglow of her orgasms, which was wonderfully relaxing except for the pleasant after-shocks which led to her sensitive pussy squeezing the now very welcome big toy inside it, although even that was mostly pleasant. Jane also liked the feeling of Darcy’s much fuller body pressed against her own, especially those massive tits against her small ones. Overall Jane thought she was going to drift off to sleep she was so content, but she quickly learned that Darcy had other ideas.



It started with Darcy gently kissing her neck, then cheek, then lips, Jane surprising herself as she began to kiss back with surprising eagerness, her adrenaline reigniting as she massaged Darcy’s tongue with her own. Perhaps this shouldn’t have been so much of a surprise, after all having amazing lesbian sex with her assistant had increased Jane’s stamina tenfold, but given the pussy stretching and skilled fucking she had just received Jane thought she was down for the count. Apparently not, the scientist’s adrenaline almost tricking her into thinking she was back to full strength when Darcy gave her pussy a few quick thrusts and then pulled out to replace that monster dildo with her mouth.



Moaning happily Jane grabbed a handful of Darcy’s hair so she could push her friend’s face as deep as it would go into her cunt, however instead of giving her another orgasm Darcy just spent a few minutes drinking the older brunette’s cum and pussy juice before lifting her head and ordering, “Turn over… I wanna fuck you from behind.”



If a male lover had asked her to do that Jane wouldn’t have hesitated to say no as if she was going to have sex she wanted to lie back and let the man do all the work. Besides there was something animalistic about being on all fours Jane didn’t really enjoy. But with Darcy she blushed only slightly and then quickly got into position, partly because she was once again eager to be fucked and partly because Jane found it difficult to deny Darcy anything.



Grinning widely Darcy grabbed her boss’s butt cheeks and began fondling those well-toned globes, “Wow Jane, cute butt.”



Blushing way more than before Jane stammered, “Tha, thank you.”



“I bet no one ever told you that before.” Darcy said knowingly.



“I, I think you have.” Jane pointed out.



“Not enough. I mean just look at this thing.” Darcy said as she slowly pulled apart those cheeks, “It’s so round and firm, with the cutest little butt hole I’ve ever seen.”



Realising where this was going Jane was almost paralysed by fear, the brilliant astrophysicist only able to add something when she felt Darcy’s right index finger beginning to rub her ass hole, “Darcy, no.”



“No what?” Darcy couldn’t help grinning, “What are you saying no to Jane?”



“I, I… I… there’s no way that thing would fit.” Jane whined.



“That’s what you said about it going in your pussy.” Darcy pointed out, “In fact, you’ve been hesitant about everything we’ve done at first but you’ve ended up loving it. What makes you think this will be any different?”



Jane was lost for words for a little while, then she mumbled, “It’s just… so wrong and gross.”



“No it’s not. It’s hot and amazing, and it’ll make you cum like nothing else.” Darcy promised, then after a long pause added, “Tell you what, let’s try a little experiment. If you don’t like it, I promise I’ll never mentioned this again, ok?”



Before Jane could offer a response she felt something long and slippery sliding against her ass hole, her brilliant brain quickly telling her that Darcy was licking her back there. That her assistant was licking her ass hole. That her intern Darcy Lewis was giving her a rim job, some variation of that sentence echoing in Jane’s head for a few moments and by the time she got her wits about her she couldn’t deny it felt good. There was certainly no way she could tell Darcy any different given the way she was mindlessly moaning with every swipe of the younger woman’s tongue against her forbidden hole, Darcy first using slow and then quick licks to drive Jane crazy.



Given the way Jane couldn’t stop herself from moaning Darcy could have pulled away from the astrophysicist’s butt hole a lot sooner than she did, but apparently she was pretty content rimming her for a little while. Especially when she added spitting onto Jane’s ass hole into the mix, Darcy grinning wickedly as she rubbed that saliva in with her tongue. When she did finally pull away she softly said, “See Jane, nothing to worry about.”



“I… I… I don’t know Darcy.” Jane said softly after a short pause.



Losing her patience somewhat Darcy huffed, “If you don’t want to I’ll happily fuck your pussy, but now I know you like having your ass licked there’s no way I won’t be trying to get a dick up this hot ass 24/7. And given our track record how long do you think it’s going to be before I succeed? I’m betting not long, and like with fucking your pussy with my strap-on you’ll be worrying about it and shit till it happens, building it up in that pretty little head of yours only to find it isn’t that bad. So just trust me, ok? Please Jane? It’s not like I’ve ever done anything you haven’t loved, so please, give me your ass.”



While Darcy sounded pretty cocky there she was right. She hadn’t done anything to Jane that the scientist hadn’t loved and Darcy did always get her way. Jane still wasn’t sure how this could be pleasurable but to save herself some grief she lowered her head in submission and whimpered, “Ok.”



“Awesome-source.” Darcy beamed happily, and then knowing she was pushing her luck added, “Jane… if you reach back and spread your cheeks it will make it easier for your butt hole to relax.”



As far as Darcy knew that wasn’t actually true but while biology wasn’t her area of expertise it wasn’t Jane’s either. Plus her boss could often be hopelessly gullible and was mostly clueless about any form of sex which wasn’t the vanilla kind, so Darcy was confident there was a good chance that this would work. That didn’t stop her from being dumb struck by the sight of Jane Foster nervously reaching back and grabbing her butt cheeks so she could pull them apart, giving Darcy perhaps her favourite ever visual.



Darcy had seen some wondrous sights while interning for Jane. Wonders of the universe which had captivated mankind through its entire known history. Of course while that included the stars they were now under Darcy had always been far more interested in what Jane hadn’t known she was treating her intern too, that being the beauty of a petite, young female form. And as stunning as Jane was fully clothed Darcy didn’t think she’d ever seen a sight more beautiful than her sexually repressed employer displaying herself so lewdly. She was treated to a sight just as stunning if not more so when she finally pressed her strap-on against Jane’s virgin ass hole and pushed forwards, Darcy so excited that she popped her boss’s anal cherry in one quick thrust.



“OH MY GOD!” Jane loudly gasped, letting go of her ass cheeks and grabbing hold of the chair as she was anally violated, “Darcy, oh my God, I don’t think, ohhhhh fuck!”



“Shhhh, trust me Jane, you’re going to love this.” Darcy said insistently, fully prepared to talk Jane into this again.



However instead of that long debate Darcy had been expecting Jane didn’t say another word. Instead she just stayed very tense for a few moments then Jane’s body went limp and she lowered her head in surrender. Surrender to Darcy, the thought of it making the intern grin widely. After all here was this older and smarter woman surrendering her most private of holes to Darcy, super brainy Jane Foster allowing her assistant to use her virgin butt hole as a fuck hole. Man, that gave Darcy an incredible rush of power.



Darcy continued feeling that rush of power as she spent the next couple of minutes pushing about half of her dildo up her boss’s butt, making sure to give Jane plenty of time to relax in between each additional inch or two so that the anal stretching wouldn’t be too bad. Then with enough of the toy firmly embedded within Jane’s backside Darcy let go of the base of the strap-on and the older woman’s hip to grab her tight little ass cheeks with both hands.



Jane blushed furiously when she felt Darcy grabbing her ass. It was nothing she hadn’t done before during sex, but normally it was when they were kissing or Darcy’s tongue was buried in Jane’s cunt or something like that so the scientist was barely aware it was happening. Now Jane’s entire world revolved around her ass, and while most of that focus was on the huge dildo obscenely stretching her back hole she couldn’t help notice Darcy’s hands, especially when they began squeezing and cupping her cheeks. Then Darcy spread them wide apart and Jane thought she was going to die of embarrassment.



Was it not enough she was having to cope with a big dildo in her butt? Did Darcy really have to further humiliate her like this? Did she really have to expose her most private hole like this when it was being violated? The obvious answer was no, but Jane supposed Darcy could have been telling the truth about the spreading of the cheeks making it easier for her to take something in her butt. However Jane had originally doubted this, and had only spread her own cheeks because she had wanted to get this over with, and all Jane had to do was look back to know for sure this was for Darcy’s benefit, not her own.



The wicked grin of glee on Darcy’s face as she stared at her dildo slowly disappearing into Jane’s butt hole told her that, the scientist whimpering softly at the sight and burying her face in her hands rather than telling her assistant to cut this out. Jane wasn’t sure she could be demanding enough right now to stop Darcy doing anything so she might as well let the intern have her way with her. Then Jane would firmly tell Darcy she didn’t enjoy it when things were back to normal. And if Darcy didn’t respect her wishes then… Jane would still probably end up taking it in the ass for her assistant.



No sooner had Jane told herself she had to learn to say no to Darcy the younger girl grabbed the scientist’s hips with both hands and began pumping her strap-on in and out of the older brunette’s butt hole and thus officially beginning Jane’s first ass fucking.



It was a stimulation the likes of which Jane had never felt before, and could have never imagined, and while initially she cried out it only took a few thrusts to make her moan in pleasure. Which was the most horrifying moment of her life, Jane briefly trying to tell herself it wasn’t true before she ended up moaning again. She couldn’t believe how quickly her body betrayed her, pain and discomfort swiftly giving way to pleasure. It still felt weird to have a large fake cock stretching her ass hole, but the pumping sensation felt so good. So very, very good. And poor Jane couldn’t stop herself from loving it.



Darcy certainly loved her reactions, “See Jane, I told you you’d love it. Mmmmm yeah, it feels good, doesn’t it? Well, it’s only going to get better, all you have to do is relax and you’ll be an anal slut in no time.”



Jane blushed but remained silent and continue to allow Darcy to have her way with her ass hole. That included pumping her back door slowly and steadily until Jane felt something pressing into her ass cheeks, the brainy brunette blushing when she realised it was Darcy’s thighs. Somehow she had been so preoccupied with the pleasure she hadn’t noticed Darcy slowly pushing the rest of her dildo into her rectum, those thighs beginning to smack against Jane’s butt cheeks as she continued to be butt fucked by her assistant.



As Darcy settled into giving her a slow but steady ass fucking Jane made peace with the fact that she was now essentially her assistant’s anal slut. After all if the past few weeks, and today in particular, had proven anything it was that Jane couldn’t say no to Darcy and unless she learnt quickly she was going to end up bending over a lot for the younger girl in the days, weeks and months that followed. For many, many reasons Jane should make sure that didn’t happen… but… it just felt so good. It felt so good to submit to Darcy. To do whatever she wanted. To take it up the butt for her intern.



Through it all the loudmouth assistant continued talking dirty, for once during sex with her prudish boss Darcy completely failing to control her mouth, “You like that Jane? Huh? You like it up the butt? You like taking it up the butt like a little anal slut? Huh? Mmmmmm, yeah you do! You’re an anal slut! Mmmmm, my boss is an anal slut, with a tight, fuck-able little dyke ass which should be getting fucked every single day! Fuckkkkk yeahhhhhh Jane, mmmmmm, boss lady, someone should be bending you over every single day and fucking this sweet lesbo butt of yours, pound it hard and deep, make you cum like the anal slut you are!”



“YES, YES, YESSSSSSS!” Jane screamed deliriously, the poor scientist blathering out anything which might result in her cumming, “I’LL BEND OVER FOR YOU DARCY! OOOOOOHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDD, I’LL BEND OVER FOR YOU WHENEVER YOU WANT! I’LL BE YOUR ANAL SLUT! YOUR LESBIAN WHORE! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK, OH GOD, PLEASE DARCY, MMMMMMM, I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST PLEASE LET ME CUM! FUCK MY ASS AND MAKE ME CUM! OOOOOOHHHHHHHH GOOOOODDDDDDDD!”



With that Darcy began slowly increasing the pace until her thighs were smacking loudly against Jane’s butt cheeks and the astrophysicist’s brilliant brain slowly dissolved inside her head. Then she experienced a supernova of an orgasm which rendered her truly mindless, Jane’s last conscious thought for a while being if this was what she had to look forward to as Darcy’s anal slut she was going to enjoy it.



Darcy was also having problems thinking coherently. That was normal during sex, or at least sex with Jane, as was the fact that one of Darcy’s few distractions from whatever act she was treating the other woman to was her fantasising about doing this again and again and again. She thought about doing it in different positions, different places, and sometimes trying different techniques so she could make Jane cum even harder than she was right now. However, there was another less pleasurable thought circling in her head, that being had she finally gone too far.



Her life with Jane had never been smooth sailing per se but lately it was like walking a tightrope. Or guiding someone afraid of heights across a tightrope, Darcy constantly watching her mouth and introducing Jane to the wonders of lesbian sex in the most patient and gentle way possible, for the most part, but sometimes she just couldn’t help herself. After all, the idea of innocent little Jane Foster being her anal slut was almost too wonderful for words.



As her stamina waned, signalling the rough anal sex was reaching it’s end, Darcy became consumed by that wonderful idea. She pictured herself getting horny watching Jane writing up her notes, only instead of suffering in silence like usual Darcy would just tell her boss to bend over and she would have to do it because she was Darcy’s anal slut. Yes, Jane would have to bend over for her whenever and wherever Darcy wanted, the older woman’s ass hole constantly gaping and aching from the abuse the younger girl was going to give it, the assistant practically owning her boss’s butt hole. No, she would own it. She did. She did own it. Jane had promised to be her anal slut and that meant from now on Darcy owned her boss’s butt hole and was going to use it for her pleasure whenever she wanted.



That admittedly really twisted thought made Darcy cum harder than ever before. Well, having the end of the dildo bashing against her clit and the overwhelming mental and physical pleasure of ass fucking another woman had a lot to do with it, but it was the idea of owning Jane’s tightest hole that was definitely what sent her over the edge of an orgasm so strong it finally shut off Darcy’s brain. All that was left was an animal mindlessly slamming the tight hole in front of it, Darcy using the last of her strength to hammer Jane’s ass through climax after climax until she collapsed exhaustively on top of the other girl.



Darcy had passed out like this many times before. Sure there wasn’t a dildo involved but she and Jane often fucked each other into unconsciousness. This time round though Darcy had something motivating her not to immediately pass out. Well, two things, the first of which she got to enjoy when she managed to find the energy to pull away from Jane, her strap-on being swiftly pulled out of her boss’s butt hole with an audible pop and leaving behind the cutest little gaping crater.

Just two things-1: Yes, this story is kind of long but very sexual. 2: A HUGE thank you to my boyfriend! He edited, gave me ideas, and answered questions. Unfortunately he doesn’t have an account but he deserves credit. Other than that, thanks for reading!



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Andi Jefferson grinned as she looked out into the crowd. She was currently on the stage of her sold out concert entertaining thousands of screaming fans. Andi had been singing since she was three but the last few years have been her call to fame. She started out touring with big pop stars to get her name out there but this year she wasn’t the rookie. This was the first tour of her career where she was the headlining act-and she couldn’t be happier. She was also having a lot of fun hanging out with her opening act, Stella Lopez. She was just starting out but had true potential. As the last song of the evening ended, Andi refocused her attention to the audience. She smiled wide and yelled “goodnight Los Angeles! Thank you all for coming!” Then after a minute or two of bowing and waving, she went backstage to meet up with Stella while the band took care of the stage. Normally she liked to help but lately she had been eager to see Stella. Andi tried telling herself it was because they were becoming fast friends but somewhere in her heart she knew it was because of hidden romantic feelings. When she caught sight of the Latin beauty, she swallowed the lump in her throat. “Hey Stella, great job tonight!”



“Hey thanks-you too! I can’t wait to someday be where you are.”



Andi laughed. “Don’t worry, your time will come. But for right now let’s head back to the dressing room-my throat is dying of thirst.”



With that the girls headed back to their joint dressing room for some much needed relaxation. The arena’s manager tried fighting for them to have separate rooms but Andi didn’t really care. She wasn’t the diva that most pop stars were. Once in the room, Andi grabbed a water bottle, kicked her heels off, and plopped onto the couch. Stella did the same, dramatically sighing as she laid her head on Andi’s shoulder.



“Is that really necessary?”



“I’m Latin-we wear our hearts on our sleeves.”



The girls laughed but Andi couldn’t stop the butterflies from swarming her stomach. For most of her life, she had suspected she was a lesbian. No guys ever caught her eye and now these thoughts about Stella were only strengthening those suspicions. Andi had even thought about telling her about these feelings but didn’t want to risk making things awkward this early in the tour. However, her internal monologue was cut short by Stella poking her in the stomach. Andi flinched causing her to almost spill her water. “Why the poking?”



“Wanted your attention. I’ve always wondered…is Andi your real name? I mean I love it but most moms don’t come up with that.”



Andi laughed at the question. She had been asked this multiple times growing up so it was nothing new. “It’s actually short for Cassandra. When my mom found out she was having a girl, she picked out, in her opinion, the prettiest girl name she could find. And don’t get me wrong it suits some people but I never felt like it was right for me. Plus Cassandra is too long for a record deal.”



Stella laughed at the crack at the music industry. They were always wanting to change something about the artist-even if it was the name. “Oh ok…I guess that makes sense…Andi does suit you but I can see why your mom picked Cassandra. The name is almost as beautiful as you.”



Andi’s heart lurched at that last comment. Sure, it wasn’t uncommon for girls to give each other compliments but the sultry seduction of Stella’s voice had Andi’s palms sweating and a strange tingling to course over her body. But before she could process all this new information, a knock came to the door. To flustered to speak, she let Stella answer. Behind the door was Jack, their agent. “Sorry to bother you ladies but we have some gifts out here from the fans. Would you like to open them? They’ve been inspected for safety.”



Stella’s face lit up like a child’s face in a candy store. “Oh I love presents! Bring them in!”



Andi laughed until she saw how many were wheeled in. There had to be at least ten gifts there. Once Jack got them all laid out, she bid the girls goodnight and left the room. Andi spoke first. “Wow…I wasn’t expecting so many…”



“Well what do you expect? You’re popular.”



“Hey some of those could be for you.”



“Eh whatever-let’s just open them!”



They both started grabbing packages and ripping them open like it was Christmas morning. After a few minutes, they had burned through all of them. In Stella’s collection she had perfume, candles, jewelry, and a scarf someone had handmade. Over on Andi’s side, she had jewelry, clothes, cards, CD’s of people wanting to be discovered, and a hand made scarf similar to Stella’s. After looking, she sat back against the couch and looked over at Stella. “Looks like we did pretty well tonight.”



“Yeah…I think I chose the right profession.”



“I think so too-what’s that?”



Looking over at the gift table, Andi noticed they had missed a gift. It wasn’t wrapped fancy or overly big but it somehow had peaked her interest. Grabbing it, she showed it to Stella who instructed Andi to open it. “Got your name on it.”



With bubbling excitement, Andi peeled away the tape, opened the box, jumped in shock at the object. It was pink, thick, semi long, smooth and curved at the end. As soon as Stella saw it, she started bursting out laughing. “Oh my gosh-I can’t believe someone sent you a vibrator!”



“They sent me a what!?…why on Earth would they send me that?”



Stella, still laughing, picked it up to get a better look. “Probably some teenage fantasy…but whoever got this went all out. I’ve seen these online and they’re not cheap.”



Andi was still trying to process the gesture. She’d gotten some interesting gifts over her lifetime but never anything sexual. She wasn’t by any means a nun but she also wasn’t open like Stella was. Which is probably this next question made her face turn into a tomato.



“So are you going to use it?”



“U-use it? B-but I-I don’t even know if it’s safe…o-or who sent it…”



“Andi, relax. It’s a vibrator, not a bomb. Second, most of these gifts are anonymous…but if it makes you feel better I’ll read the note they left…’Dear Andi, I’ve been a huge fan since you started. Always listening to you whenever I got the chance and cheering when you hit it big. So it was no surprise that when I saw this I thought of you. I’ve noticed that in the last few shows you’ve done, your microphone has been pink. Hence, the pink color of this toy. I found it at a local Adult store and decided on a whim to send it to you-batteries included. Love, your number one fan-Jake.’”



Andi sat there speechless while Stella spoke again. “Alright, so that’s a little bit creepy but he had good intentions…what I’d recommend is forget how you got it and just enjoy it. Waste not want not.”



Andi hated that Cheshire cat grin Stella was sporting but the thought of using it did get the blood flowing. Truth be told, Andi has never really masturbated. She’s tried a few times using erotic stories but nothing ever seemed to turn her on and she refused to watch porn. She mostly used it as a relaxation tool before a really important meeting instead of just mindless pleasure. But something was holding her back from telling Stella all this. She had a feeling it would embarrass her more than she already was. Stella then piped up. “You alright there? You look kind of pale.”



“Y-yeah I’m fine. Just a little shocked I guess…”



“You look more confused…you have used a vibrator before, right?”



One of the downfalls of Andi’s personality-she couldn’t lie. But that didn’t stop her from trying. With a shaky voice, she replied “O-of c-course I’ve used o-one…”



Stella smirked. “I call bullshit. I can tell when you’re lying Andi…why didn’t you say something?”



“Because…because I didn’t want you to think I was some naïve prude or something…”



Stella laughed and put her arm around the frightened pop star. “I may tease you from time to time but I never insult you. Everyone’s different so who am I to judge if you’ve never had one…but it does seem like a shame to let this beautiful toy go to waste…”



“Y-you don’t want it?”



“No I’m good…I have a couple with me that keep me satisfied. Besides, this guy clearly picked it out with you in mind. Who knows, maybe you’ll love it…vibrators really aren’t bad once you get the hang of them.”



It was ‘getting the hang of them’ that scared Andi. She has never had sex before so the thought of putting something that big inside sounded painful. Plus, she wouldn’t really know what to do. Needing to know, she asked “H-how long do you think this is?”



“Probably about six inches-oh no honey you’re a virgin aren’t you?”



At this point Andi’s face was so read she thought it would explode at any minute. All she wanted to do was bolt under a rock and hide from this situation but there was no getting away at this point. “H-h-how d-did you c-come up with t-that?”



“Just by watching you. First your reaction when you first saw it, then listening to your questions…I kind of understand your fear now-want to have your cherry popped by a guy?”



It would be so easy to just say yes. To say yes to that question then head to bed. But, something deep inside her felt like it was trying to claw it’s way out…if she was truly a lesbian, then a man would never deflower her. She also knew that she should tell Stella this. It would be someone to talk to. “A-actually, I don’t think a guy will ever take my virginity…I-I think I’m gay…”



For the first time that night Stella’s eyes turned into dinner plates. “Gay? Wow…I honestly had no idea…”



Andi nodded. “Neither did I really until recently…all my thoughts just started making sense when I admitted it to myself…oh God! That is probably way too much information! I’m sorry…I understand if you are bothered by it…”



Stella’s shocked expression melted into a smile as she chuckled. “Bothered? Hell no! Shocked yes but I could care less if you’re lesbian…actually, I am too.”



“What? You are? Wow…what are the odds…”



“I know right! Which makes this considerably less awkward to say now…I could give you some tips on how to use it if you want…The first time I popped my cherry it hurt like a bitch but the vibration really helped a lot.”



Andi tried to control herself but the thought of Stella bringing herself to orgasm was very quickly turning her on. “Wait, you’d be teaching me how to use it?



“If you want…to be completely honest I find you extremely attractive and I kind of have a crush on you…”



It was if Stella was reading Andi’s mind. Trying not to get too carried away, she replied “really? You like me? I can’t believe it…I feel the same way towards you…”



Stella’s eyes grew dark at this comment and before Andi could react, Stella had her arms around her neck and they were locked in a passionate kiss. At first, Andi didn’t know what to do but she eventually let herself give into the sensations. Her eyes drifted shut and she kissed back just as hard. Stella seemed to come alive once Andi responded because her hands were everywhere. One was running through Andi’s long brown hair and the other was lightly stroking her chest. It was Andi’s moan that caused Stella to move away. Panting for air, she grinned. “You kiss like a natural-I didn’t want to let go…and anymore of it and I won’t be able to stop…”



Andi was nervous but desire was slowly taking over that fear. “That was incredible…and I may not know much about this kind of stuff but I do know I don’t want this to end. Would you be my first and show me how to use this pink toy?”



Stella’s body began trembling with anticipation. “Are you sure?”



“Yes.”



Stella grinned wider than she had all night and began planting kisses all over Andi’s face and neck. Andi was becoming more aroused by the minute and moaning as Stella’s lips found sensitive spots. But after only a minute of this, Stella grew naughty and started stripping off her new partner’s dress. The dress was gone in a matter of seconds leaving the pop star in a red bra and matching panties. She was shy at first having Stella see her this exposed but the Latin seductress was whimpering at the sight. “Oh Andi you are so beautiful…you’re making me so hot for you but I’ll take it slow.”



Remembering that this was Andi’s first time, Stella went back to her lips, giving her a kiss. This time she held Andi close, the two women sighing from the feeling of their bodies mashed together. When Stella slipped her tongue into the kiss, it was instinct for Andi to melt into the kiss and fight for dominance. But just as she was winning, Stella moved away from the kiss and began slowly trailing her tongue down Andi’s neck, teasing her by sucking on spots that were making the woman squirm with desire. When she finally reached her bra, she quickly took it off and threw it across the room before poking her tongue out and flicking a nipple. A shot of pleasure coursed through Andi’s body and landed in her pussy making her even wetter. “Oh Stella…don’t stop…”



Stella chuckled and began sucking on the nipples, making them tight. Andi grabbed Stella’s head to hold her in place while she moaned even louder. It felt so good she never wanted it to end but the longer it went on the hornier she became. After a few minutes she was sure she was going to burst. “Please, can we try the vibrator now?”



Stella moved her lips away from the swollen breast and chuckled. Leaning up, she whispered in Andi’s ear with a husky voice “oh not yet…I’m nowhere near done with you yet…”



Andi shuddered from the voice then flinched at what happened next. Stella had peeled Andi’s panties off and began slowly rubbing her outer pussy lips. “Wow…you’re so wet…you must really want it.”



Not trusting her voice to speak, the woman just nodded and leaned back giving her partner full access. For the next couple minutes, Stella just stroked Andi’s dripping pussy lips, constantly teasing the virgin. Every time she stuck part of a finger inside the tortured cunt, Andi would try to fuck it and it would be removed. At this point, the rubbing was driving her insane. Andi was shaking, moaning, and whimpering but no matter how much she begged, Stella just used her sexy voice to say it wasn’t time yet. To make matters worse, she had her other hand pinching Andi’s tight nipples making her head swim with desire. Finally, Andi couldn’t take anymore. “Stella please! Do something…”



Not stopping her motions, the vixen replied “What do you want me to do?”



“You know what…”



“Say it.”



“I can’t…”



Without any warning, a finger was shoved into Andi’s pussy causing the girl to scream and throw her head back. It was complete torture to feel it rub up against the walls of her cunt that so desperately needed to cum. Stella gazed into Andi’s and her voice was low. “Say it or I’ll keep teasing you all night…and I know how badly you need to cum…”



That little phrase caused something to snap within Andi. Losing herself to the desire, she yelled “Please just fuck me! Stella I need it…please, fuck me…”



Stella grinned, removed her hand, and grabbed the vibrator. “That’s all I needed to know…now just a heads up-this is probably going to hurt at first but the pain will subside after a few minutes. I’ll be as gentle as possible but once the cherry pops it’ll be a pleasure unlike anything you’ve ever experienced…are you ready?”



Realizing it was now or never, Andi nodded and spread her legs apart. Stella then took the vibrator and carefully inched it into Andi’s pussy. After part of it was in, it met some resistance and Andi winced. The more that entered, the more the pressure increased until she wasn’t sure if it would go in. The pain was beginning to become not worth it when she felt something, for lack of a better word, pop. A rush of fluid gathered around the toy and the pressure evaporated. The pain was still slightly there but a lot less. “Did it happen?”



Stella was smiling and looked proud. “Yes, it happened. Congrats Andi! You’re no longer a virgin.”



Andi grinned and let herself relish in the feeling of something so deep inside her. This was it, something she had fantasized about for a while now. For a minute Stella was still letting the pain pass but now it was gone. “Hey Stella, you can move it now…”



The woman nodded and began slowly pulling it out and pumping it back in. Ever time it came back, it hit all the right spots and Andi began groaning and grinding her hips with the pace. “Yes…oh God yes!”



Taking that reaction as a good sign, Stella picked up the speed and added a low vibration. As it came back this time, the vibration rubbed against her clit. Andi screamed and began bucking her hips even more. “Harder! Faster! Oooooh yes please don’t stop!”



Stella was having a hard time controlling herself. Andi’s head was thrown back, hair splayed against the couch, c cup breasts rising and falling with each quick breath, and her hips pumping against the vibrator which was, at this point, slamming against her g-spot. Just from this sight alone Stella’s pussy was demanding attention but there was no way she could leave Andi like this. Who from the looks of things, was getting close.



“Stella…Oh God I’m close…ah!”



Stella didn’t say anything but turned up the vibration and picked up the pace with the fucking. That did the trick and with one more loud scream, Andi tensed up then melted as she came, her juices covering Stella’s hand. Andi took a couple minutes to gain her breath back but when it did she spoke up. “That’s what a true orgasm feels like?”



“Yeah…that is being fucked.”



“I loved it! Oh my gosh Stella I don’t know what to say…at first I was really shy but I think you woke up my inner nympho…thank you-it was incredible.”



“It was my pleasure…you looked really sexy thrashing around like that…”



This made Andi sit up and when she did, she caught the look on Stella’s face. Pure desperation. Then she looked down and noticed a good sized wet spot on the front of her jeans. “Looks like someone needs their turn.”



“You have no idea how horny I am right now…you wouldn’t mind…?”



Andi laughed, grabbed the vibrator, cleaned it off with a towel nearby, then turned to Stella. “I don’t mind at all. I mean it’s the least I can do…but we’re going to have to get rid of those clothes.”



Andi made quick work of Stella’s shirt and pants leaving her in a sheer black bra and a black thong. It took Andi’s breath away. “Wow…you’re gorgeous!”



“Thank you Andi…now are you going to undress me with your eyes or actually undress me? Fucking you made me kind of desperate…”



Andi chuckled and stripped off the bra, making sure to rub the already tight nipples in the process. It felt heavenly to be actually touching her. “Why should I rush…you seemed pretty content on teasing me…”



Stella gasped as Andi twisted her nipple again. “Please Andi, don’t make me wait…I teased you to make sure you would be ready but I’ve been horny all day…”



“All day?”



“I don’t like to masturbate before shows because the extra sex drive helps my performance…”



“Oh ok…so I suppose I should be nice and let you come…”



While Andi said that, she slipped off Stella’s panties giving her access to the very, very wet pussy. Stella was begging at this point. “Please I beg of you…fuck me!”



“Well alright. Since you asked so nicely.”



With that Andi picked up the vibrator, chose the medium setting, and shoved it into Stella’s cunt. Stella screamed when it rammed against her g-spot and writhed against the couch. “Yes! Oh yes right there! Oooooh!”

Proud that she figured it out, Andi kept up the pace, fucking Stella and being sure the vibration hit her clit. Stella was groaning and screaming, wanting it as fast as Andi could go. Andi slowed down for just a minute to make the impending orgasm even stronger before picking up the pace. This made Stella scream and buck widely against the toy. “Yeeeeesssss! Ah don’t stop!”



Andi smiled up at the vision before her. It was beautiful to know that she was the cause of such a powerful reaction. Just to try one more thing, she turned up the vibration setting to high and gained a scream that is lucky that it didn’t break glass. Stella’s body stopped moving and she gripped the couch as tight as she could. “Andi, oh Andi I’m so close!”



Andi reached up and licked one her nipples and with one push of the toy, Stella came and came hard. A rush of fluid covered Andi’s hand and the couch. As Stella rode the wave, her body shook from aftershocks until it finally quit. She laid back on the couch gulping for air and grinning from ear to ear. While she recovered, Andi cleaned the toy and put it back in the box it came in. When she turned back, Stella said “How did you learn that?”



“I don’t know…I guess I just followed your reactions…”



“Well you do a damn good job at reading me because that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had-hands down!…Oh Andi…this was an incredible night.”



“I’m glad you enjoyed it so much…and yes, it was…but I hope things don’t become awkward for the rest of the tour…”



“Why would things become awkward?…I don’t see this as a one night stand-I really like you Andi.”



Andi smiled so hard she thought her cheeks were sore. “Oh that makes me so happy! I really like you too.”



It was Stella’s turn to smile. “Well then it’s settled…who knew a little vibrator could bring two pop stars together.”



Andi laughed then looked at the clock which read midnight. “Holy crap! It’s getting late-we should head to the bus…and put some clothes on.”



Stella giggled and reached for her discarded bra. “If we have to…”



After a minute of dressing, and kissing, they grabbed their stuff and got on the bus. It was perfect timing because their driver had just got on two. A man in his fifties that treated the women like granddaughters. “Evening girls. Heard the show went really well.”



Stella smiled and Andi answered “yeah it did Earl. Are you gonna be ok driving this late? We don’t mind leaving in the morning.”



The man shook his head, already getting behind the wheel. “Can’t have you two be late for your next spot. Besides, I’ve spent most of the day sleeping so I should be fine…” Seeing the concern on Andi’s face he added “I’ll pull over if I get sleepy.”



That seemed to sooth their minds so goodnights were exchanged and the girls retired to their bed. They had been sharing a bed before but this was different. Behind the safety of the curtain, the new couple stripped naked and climbed into bed, holding each other and cuddling. This was the start to a beautiful relationship.



The next morning, Andi woke to the bus not moving. Looking over at the clock she saw that it was ten which indicated they were in Cudahy. She tried to go back to sleep but couldn’t so she just laid down relaxing. In the process, she realized that last night’s experiences weren’t a dream. Stella was sleeping on her back, her hair draped over the white pillow, and her supple breasts gently rising and falling with each dream filled breath. ‘She is so beautiful’ thought Andi. Never in her wildest dreams did she think this would happen but she was so grateful it did. She would have been content to watch her sleep all morning but nature called. Being careful, she slipped out of bed and into the tiny bus bathroom. About a minute later she emerged finding Stella propped up on her elbows, her eyes sleepy. Andi smiled at the sight. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you up.”



“You didn’t. I just woke up but got confused when you were gone…”



“Well I’m back. And the bathroom is free.”



Andi laid back down while Stella used the bathroom but when she came back it was hard to focus. Stella’s hair had been disheveled from the night’s sleep and standing up gave Andi a perfect view of her gorgeous body. Stella put a hand on her hip. “What’s up? You’re staring…”



“I can’t help it…you look amazing right now and I can barely contain myself…”



“Well then I better help with that.”



Stella pounced onto the bed, capturing Andi’s lips with a fierce kiss. The woman moaned and kissed back just as hard, running her hands up and down Stella’s back. With a slight shift in position, Stella was laying on top of Andi and their sensitive nipples were rubbing together, as well as their pussies. The two girls groaned at the contact and broke away for air. Stella spoke first. “It’s incredible how quickly you can make me wet. I love the feel of your body…”



“And I love the feel of yours…but there’s something I want to try. Can you shift your body up here?”



Stella was confused at first but eventually caught on. She quickly brought her pussy over to Andi’s face, sitting on her mouth. “Is this ok?”



Andi just nodded before slowly licking up and down. Going agonizingly slow and alternating between licks and gentle bites. Stella moaned and began slightly squirming. “Ugh…you’re really good at that.”



Andi smiled as best she could through the soaked pussy and continued her torment. Being sure she covered every inch of this new territory. Every little sound and ever pulse that Stella made was driving Andi up the wall. One of her biggest fantasies was to bring a woman to orgasm by using her mouth and it was coming true. But evidently not fast enough for Stella. “Please Andi, go faster…you’re killing me here.”



Andi just chuckled and very softly grazed a tooth over Stella’s clit causing the woman to whimper and lean forward. In the midst of shuddering from arousal, Andi took advantage of this new position to lick and suck on a hard nipple. Stella moaned even louder from this, her hips grinding back and forth trying to find relief. Andi wasn’t ready to give in just yet but what surprised her was how horny she was becoming. Her pussy wasn’t being touched but it was screaming for release. She just chalked it up to the act of licking her girlfriend’s pussy. Without any warning, she began licking her pussy as fast as she could. Stella screamed and bucked her hips. “Yes! Oh god yes!”



Andi moaned loudly as well for she could feel an orgasm approaching. The two women were screaming, right on the edge when they heard the door of the bus slam open. Stella cursed and jumped off Andi, throwing on her robe. Andi did the same, trembling from arousal. She was so close and didn’t know how long she could hold out without cumming. Right as soon as the robe was on, Jack came into the room. “Oh thank God you’re up. I’m so sorry girls but a last minute breakfast meeting came up and it’s in twenty minutes. Normally I’d tell them you two were busy but publicity like this could be really good for tonight’s show…can you be ready?”



Stella tried controlling her breathing but her body was twitching. Obviously not being able to speak, Andi piped up with a shaky voice. “Do-do we have to go?”



“I’m afraid so. We’re right in front of the building so get cleaned up and meet me inside…again I’m sorry.”



With that he left the bus leaving the girls in a state of extreme frustration. Stella spoke first, sighing loudly. “I don’t care how late we’ll be! I need to cum!”



“I know…I do too but what’s gonna happen if it gets out that we missed it?…Jack’s right, we can’t have people thinking we’re divas…”



“Fuck you’re right…but how are we gonna get through a breakfast as horny as we are?”



“I guess we’ll have to just deal…fuck this sucks!”



So the couple got dressed, groaning as their tight jeans rubbed tantalizingly against their tortured cunts. Lastly hair and makeup and they were on their way to the meeting, finding even walking a nightmare. Before they walked into the room, Stella stopped Andi. Do you think it’d be ok if I ducked into the bathroom real quick?”



“Ohhh no. If I can’t cum, neither can you…besides, they know we’re here.”



The two women tried to look as confident as they could but inside everything was on fire. Jack smiled and waved them over to the table, seating them next to him. At the meeting it was Danny, the owner of their record deal, and Sam, the owner of the stage where tonight’s concert will be held. They had called the meeting to talk about tonight’s show-there were some technicalities that hadn’t been finalized. As hellos were exchanged, a buffet of food was rolled in. Right now, food was the last thing on Stella and Andi’s minds but they tried to seem interested. Andi’s arousal level hadn’t gone down much but it wasn’t as intense. However Stella’s was still just as strong. She kept squirming in the chair not being able to find a comfortable position. Her clit was puffed up and rubbing against her panties, only making her wetter. Her nipples were rock hard and threatening to poke through even her bra. All of this stimulation and no orgasm was causing her toes to curl in agony. Andi had to jab her side to get her attention. “Stella, they’re asking you a question.”



Stella snapped out of her trance and looked over at the three men. “Sorry, just tired. What were you saying?”



Sam, the stage owner, asked again “How would you feel about adding an extra song to your opening? Last night’s show was a little short and I want to give the audience something to think about when Andi comes on.”



Somehow Stella pulled herself together enough to answer. “That’d be fine. I love performing but how would we make it work? We haven’t rehearsed that yet.”



This time Jack spoke up. “Well you’re in luck. After this meeting we scheduled a last minute rehearsal for you two. One for you Stella, to work in that extra song, and one for you Andi, to polish off your choreography.”



The girls almost whimpered at that statement. Their plan was to get through this meeting as quickly as they could then find somewhere to relieve their aching desires but now even that was being taken away. Trying not to sound pissed, she said “How long is this rehearsal going to be? I like to relax before a show.”



“A few hours or so. Stella’s rehearsal won’t take as long but I don’t know how much the dancers want to go over with you Andi.”



After that, breakfast was over and the meeting was adjourned. The girls then found out the rehearsal was starting in a few minutes so no time for doing anything. Which meant they were on their way to exploding from frustration. While walking to the stage, Andi felt so guilty. If she had just stopped teasing and gone faster Stella could have had a chance of finishing before Jack barged in. But it felt so good Andi didn’t want to rush it. And now they were paying the price. Stella looked over at Andi, her eyes still smoky. “What’s up?”



“I just feel so bad…I should have gotten you off without putting it off…”



“Hey, don’t beat yourself up. Am I about to explode? Yes but you couldn’t have known Jack was gonna drag us to that meeting…I promise I’m not mad. I just hope to God there’s nothing planned after this rehearsal.”



Andi smiled weakly and squeezed her lover’s hand. “Me too…and thanks.”



Within a few minutes the girls walked into the venue and tried to forget about the morning. Andi took a seat and watched Stella prepare to sing. First up was the song that they were adding. A song by Stella called Come On. Go figure, a sexy song. As the music began, Stella began sensually swaying her hips. No doubt channeling all that frustration. And watching this performance was really getting to Andi. Normally during rehearsals or concerts, she couldn’t really watch Stella because she was doing other things but now she could just take it all in. The song was about a guy teasing a girl about a relationship and the girl not taking it anymore. Begging him to ‘come on’ and finish what he started. Andi couldn’t help but feel like that song was being sung to her and it was having a strong effect on her body. The edge she had snuck away from this morning was back full force. Her cunt was gushing, most likely leaving a wet spot and her clit was yelling like a stubborn little kid. Stella was singing with all her might and rocking her body in all the right ways. But towards the end of the song something strange happened. Her voice slightly fluctuated and her hips twitched. As Andi watched, her mouth dropped open as she realized Stella was having an orgasm on stage. All the pent up stimulation finally broke. But what got Andi really hot and bothered was how Stella handled it. Her voice surprisingly didn’t change but her body came alive. To anyone else it would look like killer dance moves but in reality it was a strong orgasm racking her body. Then just as the song ended, so did the orgasm. Stella panted, her eyes bright and grinning from ear to ear. Taking a cue from the band, she jumped off the stage and ran over to Andi who was trembling once again. Her girlfriend seemed to notice. “I’m guessing from your reaction you noticed that…”



“Oh yeah…I can’t believe you came right on stage but it was so hot!…how do you feel?”



“A lot better…still horny but it’s not as strong…I wish I could help you…”



“Me too-oh they’re calling me…you suck.”



Stella laughed. “Sorry.”



The girls made the switch and Andi hopped on the stage. Luckily there was only one song they had to go over-the song with the most dancing. This song was sexy, strong, and had a lot of choreography. As Andi danced and rocked the song, her body was going crazy. Every move was stimulating and an orgasm was just one little touch away. But as the performance went on, she couldn’t quiet get there. So when it ended, she didn’t care what anyone said. She ran off the stage, grabbed Stella’s hand, and dragged her to the bathroom and into a stall. “You. Me. Sex. Now!”



Stella’s eyes widened and she grinned. “Wow…I’m not used to you taking such charge. But who am I to say no?”



Both girls pulled their shirts and bras up and discarded jeans and panties. Then, as if reading each other’s minds, Andi pushed Stella up against the wall, wrapped her legs around her waist, and began rubbing her pussy against her lover’s cunt. When this contact happened, both girls moaned loudly and went faster. Breast against breast, clit against clit and it was heavenly. In the heat of the moment, Stella bit into Andi’s shoulder causing the woman to cry out in ecstasy. “Oh Stella! Yes!”



As their pussies ground together, sensations swirled around through their body, making them get lost to desire. Andi however was the first to let go. Her long awaited orgasm hit her like a Mac truck and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out. She gripped Stella’s hips as her body tensed, trembling as all the frustration broke free into release. “Stella oooooh!” As Andi’s body rode the aftershocks, Stella came. Shuddering and gasping from the strength of it all. She bucked her hips against Andi’s one last time and slumped against the wall. They gulped for air and tried to get a grip on reality. Once heart rates calmed down, Andi brought Stella back to her feet and grinned. “I feel so much better…and slightly dizzy.”



Stella laughed and brushed hair out of her face. “I feel the same…thank you for that.”



After sharing one last kiss, the girls dressed, cleaned themselves up, then left the bathroom for lunch. Jack saw them and gave them a ‘what the hell’ look. Stella just chuckled and replied “Sorry. There was a long line at the bathroom.”



Jack nodded and walked away causing Andi to fall into a fit of giggles. “Oh if only he knew. Hehehe…”



After lunch the time was three and it was four hours away from the show. This meant the girls were off to Stella’s favorite things about show days-hair, makeup, and wardrobe. Not that Andi didn’t like being pampered but Stella was more into that thing. Once in the studio, Amy, Stella’s artist, greeted her with a warm smile. “Ah just the woman I needed to see. How are we feeling today?”



Stella beamed and plopped herself into a chair. “Great! And excited to see what you do today.”



“Well I got something pretty up my sleeve. It’ll really glitter under the lights.”



While Amy got to work, Andi’s artist walked in whose name was Martha. An hour later the girls were glittery finished with hair and makeup. Stella’s hair was left down but instead of straight like it normally is, it was curled giving it a bounce whenever Stella moved. As for makeup, smoky eyes and red lipstick. Andi had to remind herself that they weren’t alone because her girlfriend looked so sexy. “Wow Stella, you look incredible. I love the curly hair!”



Amy’s face lit up proudly and Stella grinned. “Thank you! I think I’m growing fond of it myself. And you look pretty good yourself.”



For this night, Andi’s hair was in an off the shoulder braid with sparkly hair accessories making her head shine. The makeup was simple but done up enough so the lights didn’t down it out. Next, it was onto wardrobe. Walking into the room with all the outfit choices, it occurred to Andi that she wore a lot of dresses on stage. Wanting to change things up, she requested that different choices be brought in. Stella noticed this. “Not going to show off those amazing legs?”



Andi blushed and hoped it wasn’t noticeable. “I wear dresses too much so I need to shake things up. Don’t worry, I’ve got something hot in mind…what about you? You can never make up your mind when it comes to this.”



“That’s because we have such beautiful clothes! How’s a girl supposed to choose? Plus…I tend to imagine how it’ll feel on stage so it’s mental elimination.”



As Stella searched through the racks, Andi saw her more hardcore clothes arrive. Leather jackets, heels, boots, tight shirts, and jeans. As the clothes came in, she was told to choose two outfits for the evening. The first one came to her eye instantly. A tight, faded white shirt that had been torn slightly causing the a portion of the stomach to exposed. Immediately costume director began apologizing profusely until Andi stopped her. “No it’s ok…actually, I love it! It looks really cool…I think I’ll pair it with my dark blue leather jacket, black skinny jeans, and…boots.”



The second outfit was a red, leather mini skirt, a black tank top, and black heels. Over on Stella’s side of the outfit room, she was only choosing one outfit which ended up being a tight, green dress that ended a little above the knees and boots. By the time they had finished dressing and the designers had finished making alterations, it was five. Leaving the room, Andi gazed at Stella. “You definitely chose the right outfit my dear. You look stunning!”



“Oh Andi thank you! But you’re the hot one here. I mean last week you didn’t even look at that stuff but look at you now…it’s incredible what sex can do to a person.”



Andi blushed for the second time that evening but enjoyed the comment none the less. Next they were off to help the band set up and get a feel for this venue’s stage. It was on the bigger side and the audience would be able to see them from all angles. Stella’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Hey! I wonder if Jake will be here tonight.”



“Who?”



“The guy that sent you our little friend…”



“O-oh him…I forgot about that…well if he is, he’ll get an eyeful of us.”



The rest of the preparation flew by and before Stella knew it, she was on. She has been performing since she was a kid but tonight felt different. Instead of just trying to entertain the audience, she was trying to impress Andi. Even though they were already together, the thought of her backstage drooling over the show made Stella very happy and horny. During one of the songs, she rubbed her hands up and down her body and remembered how it felt to have her lover do that. For a second she lost herself in erotic thoughts but brought herself back. The sexual frustration made her singing more sensual but if she wasn’t careful she’d fall off the stage. By the time the end of her act came, she was wishing Andi didn’t have to go on. This new relationship was making her insatiable. Stella bowed then made her way backstage, seeing Andi prepping herself to go on. Just to be a tease, Stella walked by Andi and smacked her ass. The woman jumped and looked over at Stella who just winked. Grinning, the two women locked eyes before Andi took her place with the band. After a few songs, the concert was going really well. The audience was screaming really loudly and Andi wasn’t missing a beat. The ass spanking did throw her off at first but she knew tonight would be very fun. At the halfway point, she ducked into a hidden closet just off stage and did the magic pop star outfit change. Actually it was several different people taking charge of different pieces of clothing. A minute later, she ran back onstage in the second outfit. Andi had to stifle a laugh when she saw some guys in the front row almost lose their eyes. They probably had a good view up skirt but for some reason, that didn’t bother her. After her experiences with Stella, she was more willing to embrace her inner sexuality. And later tonight she would embrace her. It seemed like Andi was constantly horny but that made things more fun. When the show ended, she controlled herself long enough to bow and wave before running off stage and pulling Stella into a hug. “Oh tonight was amazing!”

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