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A soft knock at the door made Katy Perry's heart flutter, then pump harder, breath quivering a little as she stood from her plush hotel bed. She took just a couple of steps to the door and took a deep breath, opening it to reveal the gorgeous form of Rihanna standing in front of her, letting out a slow sigh as she smiled. There was a pause as she took in the stunning Bajan singer, dressed in a long red silk halter dress that split up to her hip and plunged from the chest to show off her toned body to perfection, tempting Katy's eyes to roam all over her. She pulled her gaze back up to her face, framed by swept blonde-highlighted hair, where the grinning Rihanna pouted and blew her a kiss.
"Just you?" Katy asked, leaning forward to look down the corridors of the hotel.
"Just me," Rihanna replied with a wink as Katy scanned the empty hallways.
"Oh thank god," Katy murmured and reached out to grab the necklace she was wearing, pulling Rihanna into her room abruptly. She simply gave a giggle as the Californian singer yanked her inside, hunger evident as she pressed her lips to hers for a firm, needy kiss as she shoved the door closed with her other hand. Rihanna eagerly returned it, loving how much Katy wanted her, and how she managed to be passionate but somehow tender with her kisses. She loved when her partners were a bit aggressive with her, especially when they were women, and Katy was most definitely that right now.
As they turned away from the door Katy's hands slid round her smooth, naked back, stroking perfectly up her soft skin towards her shoulder blades as she drew her in closely before one slipped back down, tracing Rihanna's spine and delving tactfully under the back of the dress to run fingertips along the waistband of her panties. Rihanna just let Katy lead her, bringing her hands in to Katy's hips, feeling her curvy figure through the snug black cocktail dress she was wearing, just letting her fingers curl to bunch up the skirt and draw it up Katy's strong thighs.
Breaking their kiss, they rested their foreheads against each other, eyes closed, breathing intently and already feeling a degree of release of the tension between them. This had been going on for months now; they'd been close before and then drifted apart, and upon reconnecting had given in to their lust and indulged in this affair. Rihanna had initiated it but Katy was a very willing participant and now they hooked up at every opportunity around their schedules, with award shows like this being a favourite. The forbidden excitement of it and absolute necessity to keep it hidden made it all the more exhilarating. They shuffled firmly against each other, Rihanna's hands sliding down a little further to slip under the edge of the skirt, sliding slowly back up underneath to tease up Katy's thighs to her firm bum for a slow, restrained squeeze before letting them fall away.
"Take your dress off right now," Katy said as she pulled away with a distinct, hungry look into Rihanna's eyes, then turned to lock the door of the hotel room.
"I love it when you're romantic baby," Rihanna giggled, kicking her black high heels off and reaching up behind her neck to untie her dress. With the door securely bolted, Katy turned back to set her eyes on her lesbian lover, watching with a thumping heart as the gorgeous singer released the red silk, holding the dress up and looking into her eyes with a smile before she slowly lowered it to reveal her tight, toned body and perky breasts, the pierced nipple catching Katy's eye for a moment before her tan beauty hooked her thumbs into the dress and peeled it off her hips with a smile, bending a little to drop it to the floor. There was a pause as Rihanna stood before Katy Perry in just her sheer black panties, just tempting, willing her to come and take her, like she knew she wanted to. Her heart trembled as Katy took a moment and then did just that, stepping forward to her and sliding her hands onto her naked body, slipping one around her hip and onto her firm ass, giving a hard squeeze as her other hand slid up her tummy to her perky breast in equal measure. She exhaled slowly in exhilaration and arousal as Katy leaned in and kissed her softly on the cheek, then accelerated them down onto her neck, making RiRi tingle as she moved passionately down and then grazed her teeth over the top of her shoulder.
Her own hands found their way onto the Californians curvy body, onto her hips again and then just letting her fingertips stroke up the sides of her ass on their way up her body, over the thigh-length black dress. She pulled her grasp round Katy's back to pull her closer and then get hold of the zip on the back, wasting no more time in drawing it down to free the dress. Her hands pulled up to grasp the straps off the dress, pulling them down over her smooth shoulders to urge it towards the floor, pulling away from Katy's excellent ministrations to allow it. She went with the flow and stepped back to let Rihanna pull it down, taking over and reaching down to shove it from her hips onto the floor, left in just her sexy lace bra and thong, black to match Rihanna's. She matter-of-factly reached behind herself to unclip her bra, shrugging it off and casting it aside as Rihanna waited with a smile, eyes locked onto Katy's phenomenal chest, biting her lip in anticipation as she took in her gorgeous double-Ds. Katy lunged forward to kiss her again, Rihanna meeting her for a deep, tongue-twisting kiss as their hands roamed over one another again, taking in the smooth, soft skin and delectable feminine curves in front of them.
Rihanna barely had time to pull her hands up to Katy's chest and take a much desired squeeze before the Californian girl broke the kiss and dropped to her knees before her, hands slipping into the sides of her small, sheer panties as she pressed her nose to the front of them. Rihanna murmured as Katy teased her with soft kisses to the front of them, just making her wait a moment before she swiftly pulled them down to her ankles and exposed her smoothly waxed pussy. Rihanna kicked them out the way and spread her legs a bit more as Katy's hands slid back up to hold her hips, taking a good grasp on her before delving in for a long lick up her pussy. RiRi shuddered at the hot, silky touch of Katy's tongue gliding up her vulva, running up her lips and over her clit to send a tingle through her.
Katy shivered equally in excitement, loving finally getting her tongue onto her lesbian lover, the sensation of her completely smooth skin under her simply perfect, tempting her to dive down and lick up her once more, curling her tongue a little more this time to split her labia more and take in the sweet taste of her juices. They clung thickly to her tongue as she started lapping at Rihanna rhythmically, exciting her taste buds as she stroked up her smooth body, delving her tongue deeper between the soft, waiting lips as she continued, letting the strong muscle perfectly separate them and glide up to her stiff clit, pulling a heightened gasp from her every time.
"Oh fuck, Katy, faster," she breathed, reaching to hold Katy's head and then restraining herself, just wanting to leave her to be in charge and bring her to orgasm. She'd been in charge at times, but knew Katy did her best when given control, the Californian liking to be the boss, at least with her. Katy hadn't missed Rihanna's desire though, and as she gave slow, powerful drags of her tongue through her silky, juicy pussy she reached up for Rihanna's hands and drew them onto her head. She felt the Bajan immediately twist her fingers into her luxurious black hair and reached back for her hips, taking a firm grasp on Rihanna once more as she stepped up the assault, with one long draw up to her clit again before attacking it vigorously, fluttering her tongue powerfully against the delicate button in rapid vertical flicks, the tip dancing over the thousands of nerve endings as Rihanna practically doubled up with the overwhelming pleasure.