"So then you really shouldn't be surprised."
A desperate whimper was her only answer.
It was a conflict for Selena. That ripe cunt staring her in the face looked just as delicious as she remembered, but the look on Demi's face was incredible in its need. She sated herself by kissing gently at those trembling thighs, tasting more juices; but that did not sate Demi, who keened, trembling uncontrollably, gazing down at her with a desperate desire.
"Please," she begged, reaching down to coax her to her sex.
Selena watched her hands, about to scold her if she tried to force her to eat her out.
Instead, she splayed her drenched slit with a few fingers, trying to entice Selena. It seemed that she remembered the rules.
"Please..."
Selena kissed her way slowly back to that slit, taking her sweet time. That languid pace drove Demi crazy, her pleas becoming wordless, pathetic mewling.
After a few long seconds, appreciating how the other woman looked, Selena gave her what she wanted.
"Oh god," Demi breathed, feeling just that warm tongue on her folds.
Selena licked up the length of that slit, collecting that delectable nectar, cooing as it sizzled on her taste buds. Her hands fixed on Demi's hips, feeling how she bucked and writhed, just from that teasing contact. It made her lick harder, dragging her tongue up the sensitive slit, almost reaching the clit; Demi sensed that, a tremulous whine spilling from her mouth as she watched Selena, practically urging her to stimulate the nub of nerves crowning her sex.
The whines continued as Selena lapped happily. The taste was as exquisite as she had remembered. Her hands slid up, reaching those pert breasts, testing the soft flesh. Demi arched her back, pushing herself further into Selena's grip.
That clutching slit beckoned. Selena nudged her tongue against it, feeling Demi jerk, whining louder. Keeping an eye on her lover's expression, she pushed her tongue gently through the lips, feeling the warmth beyond as it welcomed her. Demi let out a low, extended groan, her body slumping further onto the bedsheets, her hips bucking up slightly.
"Oh god yes..."
Selena giggled, pushing her tongue deeper, tasting that channel. More mewling followed, the sounds very familiar; many a night had been filled with a similar cacophony. She squeezed assertively at Demi's breasts as she wriggled her tongue inside that clenching channel. It was easy to imagine how worked up Demi must have been, as she was moaning loudly, body heating up quickly, cunt issuing copious cream, the liquid sticking to Selena's chin. From the trembling erupting out all over her body, she was well on her way to a climax.
Which made Selena stop, not wanting to let her cum so soon. She slipped her tongue out, replacing it with a few fingers. Demi noticed the change; halfway into a whimper, the sound transformed into a lewd moan as Selena pushed several fingers into her clutching slit. As the fingers crooked, stimulating the slick inner walls, Selena kissed up Demi's belly, making her way towards her breasts, lashing her tongue against a sensitive nipple.
Demi bucked as those fingers pushed deeper, streams of nectar bathing them. Her breasts became the target for Selena's oral affections, the pert flesh treated to a warm wetness. The fingers shoved in her sex began to move, pumping steadily, a wet sound issuing out. Selena dragged her teeth along a nipple, feeling Demi writhe, the slightest of pain adding to the sensorial mix. After only a handful of seconds, her fingers were coated in cream, the slick flow streaming quickly down to her wrist.
Feeling that cunt clench desirously, she slipped the fingers out. Ignoring the resultant petulant whine, she sucked the sticky nectar from her fingers as lewdly and loudly as possible. The moan that came from her was only partly dramatized, as that taste was delightful, possessing of a singular tanginess. She smirked at Demi, appreciating the desperation there. One of her fingers trailed along the swell of one of Demi's breasts, daubing it with the slick cream. Keeping eye contact with her lover, she leaned forward to lap across the flesh before her, the flavor immediately enhanced by the taste of sweat and skin, one that some time ago had been a daily indulgence. Before Demi could begin to whine, Selena slid the fingers back into that sopping sex, feeling the slit clutch, feeling her lover tremble. It was a short time until the telltale signs of an oncoming climax appeared, signs that were easy to notice, especially given their shared history.
So she once again slipped the fingers out.
She slithered up Demi's body, watching as she pouted and keened, desperate for pleasure, but trained enough to stay put. Those smoky eyes alighted on Selena as she undid her bra and slid off her panties, revealing her nakedness. Demi licked her lips at the sight.
"Do you want me to make you cum?" Selena asked, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
Demi nodded, squirming, displaying the desirous desperation that Selena had quickly learned to love.
"Or do you want my taste my cunt?"
The question made Demi's eyes widen.
There was a pause of a few moments.
Back when they had been together, fucking virtually every day, Demi would have immediately said the latter. But thanks to the time the two women had spent apart, her submissiveness had lessened slightly.
Only slightly.
"I want to taste your cunt," she mewled.
Selena giggled, moving up over Demi's head. The other woman followed her path, gazing with dark eyes, until she was looking straight up at a wet slit. As Demi licked her lips, Selena reached out, taking hold of the headboard.
Slowly, enough to tease the other woman, Selena lowered herself. She could hear the quiet whimpering, at least until she settled herself on her lover's face, immediately feeling the warmth of her mouth. This position had been a frequent one during their bouts of passion; neither forgot what to do, Selena slowly grinding against Demi's face, the other woman sticking her tongue out, pushing it through a clutching slit.
As she rode her lover's tongue, Selena took Demi's hands, and guided them to her breasts. There was no need for instruction; Demi began to stroke and caress, doing her best to please Selena.
"Fuck, baby, that's good, just like that," she cooed, "it's like we never stopped."
The comment made Demi whimper, as the fact that they had stopped was something that she had never fully gotten over. But it did not bother her enough to stop wriggling her tongue, mewling around a mouthful of wet cunt, feeling those delicious fluids running along her cheeks and chin. The submissiveness fueled her own pleasure, making her arch her back and buck her hips; her climactic journey had been slowed, but making Selena feel good in turn made her feel good.
One of Selena's hands slid to Demi's hair, stroking affectionately. The extra leverage would help her ride Demi harder; but for now, Selena was content to sway languidly, letting Demi taste her channel to her heart's content.
Demi squeezed at the round breasts in her grip, making Selena coo. Her cunt clutched at the wriggling tongue, sending out more trickles of cum to stain Demi's face. It was always a mark of possession for her, to leave her lover's face coated in her cream, glistening from the time spent in her service. It was something that Demi also loved, as it gave her plenty of indulgence, something to snack on after their bouts of passion.
A climax beckoned.
Selena slowed to a halt, resting for a few moments to let the experience extend. Eager to taste her orgasmic nectar, Demi continued to waggle her tongue, sliding it deeper.
Several minutes passed, with Selena pausing, feeling Demi do her best to urge her towards climax, swirling and curling her tongue. Her fellow pop star slurped up the juices flowing steadily from her slit, gorging on the delectable flavor.
Tightening her grip in Demi's hair, Selena began to move her hips, grinding down onto Demi's face, luxuriating in how the other woman was trapped, powerless to do anything but provide pleasure. That insistent tongue swiped along her drenched channel, hitting the sweetest spots. She moaned as one particular spot was stimulated, the spike of sensation making her hips roll faster, now riding harder, one hand steadied in Demi's raven locks, the other gripping to the headboard. Her body undulated, shivers cascading down her spine.
"Ooh, that's it, babe, right there..."
As the climax reappeared on the horizon, Selena began to speed up. Her drenched slit ground all over Demi's mouth and face. One hand gripped at Demi's hair, the other on the headboard, using both as leverage, her pace increasing. She groaned, riding roughly, feeling Demi squirm underneath her.
"Fuck, babe, I'm so close, yes..."
A muffled squeal sounded from beneath her. Selena could not help but giggle through her groans, hearing the desperate desire in the sounds that Demi made. It made her ride harder, her slit twitching and clutching, drowning Demi in creamy juices.
The orgasm struck, tremors of pure pleasure erupting out, centered in her cunt, quickly spreading out all over her body. She cried out, practically abusing Demi's face with how roughly she rode, her clit repeatedly rubbing against her nose in such a way that made the peak spike higher. Her hands slid from their positions as the tremors continued, her body trembling, upper half bending over Demi, further smothering her. The other woman simply moaned louder, doing her best to slurp up the copious juices flowing from Selena's slit. Her hands had moved to Selena's ass, gripping it tightly to better keep her fixed in position. Selena quivered, the pleasure intense, more juices streaming out incessantly as her pussy clutched greedily. Her body was aflame, the thrumming waves of ecstasy receding somewhat, but still undeniably present. She gasped for breath, slumped over, sweat dotting her brow, more shocks breaking out over her, more cream issuing from her lower lips to bathe Demi's face.
Once the ecstasy fully abated, she managed to heave herself off Demi, landing in a heap next to her fellow pop star.
Demi mewled, her tongue licking about her lips to collect the sheen of cream that glazed her face. Her desperation made Selena decide to help.
Several of her fingers landed on Demi's face, and began to collect her cum. Demi waited patiently, her hips bucking up randomly, her own juices streaming out to stain her thighs.
