Bi Brunettes

For May, it was almost too much. Her grip on the dildo was becoming awkward, her hand squeezing too hard and becoming unwilling to move the way she told it to. She started to whine again, both from the frustration of how irregular the pleasure was becoming, and because she'd sworn to finish Winnie before letting herself finish, but here she was, being pushed to the edge again so soon.

The change in the strokes alerted Winnie that something was wrong on May's end, and she reached down to take over for her. For a moment the younger girl clung to the toy, defiantly wanting to keep trying, but Winnie just smiled and shushed her casually. “Just sit back and relax,” she whispered, her voice clouded and hoarse with want.

She whimpered and did as she was told, eyes slipping shut and head flopping onto the bed. She let out one very long moan as Winnie took over and did so doubletime, moving the toy roughly between them both, panting hard from the effort and sensation. Soon the wet noises of their synchronized fucking were drowned out, as she too began moaning desperately, small curses and May's name used as the same falling off her lips when she didn't manage to get air for more.

“Ready?” she whispered, meaning the question to be louder but pushing the breath out of herself. May nodded drunkenly, trying to open her eyes and mouth to reply but unable to do more than wave her hand a little.

In a show of acrobatics, Winnie twisted around, letting the dildo slip from her own pussy with a forlorn sigh, then dropped to her elbows between May's thighs, grabbing the toy just a couple inches from the girl's body. Her arm twisted, pushing the toy at an angle so that it would push almost straight up within her, and began thrusting again. She leaned down further as she continued to work into the now limp girl before her, letting her tongue slide across her labia, across her pussy and the edge of the toy, and finally up to her clit, lapping at it furiously.

May's head flew up for a second, then dropped back to the bed with a groan, her clit almost too sore from the day's workout to handle any more, but her the wet tongue working her over was just soft enough not to hurt, instead simply enhancing the rhythmic pounding of her pussy.

As her back started to arch further, her hands slid down from the bed, squeezing at her own breasts tensely before running them into Winnie's hair, pulling at it idly. The older girl smirked from her position with her face at her crotch, twisting her angle with the toy just a hair further.

The hands in her hair had twisted it up into its trademark ponytail and were now stuck there, holding on for dear life even as her back arched further. As soon as her moan became truly constant, voice wavering only when she had no choice but to breathe, Winnie knew she's found the right spot and kept her angle, pushing the dong against her G-spot roughly. May's bent legs left her feet pressed against the older woman's thighs, and now her toes curled against the flesh there, searching for purchase like her hands had...

She saw May's stomach tense, felt the effort to thrust the toy suddenly intensify, but kept it up, purposefully moaning loud enough for the girl to hear as she kissed her clit, urging her on.

Her hips bucked suddenly, then again as she grew quiet and her hold on Winnie's hair became almost painful. Winnie in turn moaned again, this time out of genuine arousal, forcing the toy in twice more until she heard May squeak for breath above her.

She pulled the toy free, still busily licking at May's core, though now her tongue worked its way across the whole slit as its owner shuddered and outright screamed above her. Winnie's timing had been perfect – she'd removed the dong just as May's orgasm had begun, removing all pressure within her and letting the dam break, cum gushing from her twat, into her friend's waiting mouth and all over her chin and thus the floor between them. Her body twitched slightly with each wave of pleasure, in turn sending another squirt to Winnie's still-lapping tongue.

As the tremors died down, the older roommate snuck two fingers into May's pussy, rubbing at her top wall to coax any last pressure from her. Her victim let out another whimper at the sensation, followed by a set of raspy breaths.

“E-enough,” she begged, one hand pawing stiffly at Winnie's shoulder. “No more... Oh god...” Her head sank into the mattress again as Winnie obeyed, rubbing her face along the girl's thigh to dry it before sitting up carefully, resting her body softly against hers and giving her a slow, deep kiss, sighing at the feel of the hot body under her.

“Feels good, hmm?” She let her lips rub across the other girl's, her fingers tracing through her hair and along her neck. “I bet you feel a lot better.”

May nodded absently, letting Winnie's hair go and just holding onto her weakly. “So... so good. Oh... It still tingles...”

“It'll do that,” she chuckled, licking the girl's cheek and sighing hotly. “You taste damn good, too...”

She let May rest for a moment, rocking slightly against her and stealing a few more kisses to keep her own state going, trying to decide how she could extract her own climax from the younger girl. She could, of course, simply choose to finish herself, and that seemed like the easy answer... but since she had a willing victim, she wanted to find a way to take advantage of her, and draw pleasure that way... After all, May had already been so delicious to her.

Finally she reached back over to her box, pulling out the thing she'd threatened May with a few times during the night: the strap on. May looked over weakly, curious as to what she was doing, and instantly heaved a heavy sigh. “No more...” she mumbled, nuzzling her shoulder, to which Winnie just chuckled.

“Don't worry, I'm not going to put it in you,” she promised, to which May smiled. “I'm going to put it on you.”

May's mouth drifted open in some mix of confusion and how worn out she was, though her eyes were getting alert again. “But I don't know how to-”

“First of all, everyone knows how to, it's instinctive... and second, all you've got to do is sit here and let me ride you, maybe play with my tits or ass if you feel like it. I'm sure you can handle that much.”

“Oh...” A slight grin spread across her face. “So you just want me so bad that you'll take me even if I fall asleep... is that it...?”

Winnie flashed her own grin back at her. “You better believe it, sexyfine. Now here...” she slid up to her knees, reaching down to help May get onto hers, “Let's get this on you.”

A minute of clipping and sliding of straps later, followed by a minute of distracted kissing, May was sporting her own six incher... specifically, the purple one Winnie had molested her with at the beginning of their tryst. With some effort, she managed to pull herself onto the bed and flop over on it, looking down at her rubber appendage and stroking it a little. “We'll have to try this again... some time when I'm more awake...” she smirked, wiggling her hips slightly. “I could get used to this.”


((Just a little more to come as soon as I get it finished!)