Allison could take it so well. Her red lips parted just so and her throat opened just enough that Serena, who was currently burying her cock in Allison's mouth, ached for release. The warm friction and perfect pressure sent waves of euphoria through Serena's body.
There's something special about girl-dick that drove Allison wild and this one was attached to one of her favorite people which made it so much better. She gripped Serena tighter, pulling the other woman's hips closer and did her best to accommodate even more of her partner's length. Allison felt a rush of heat from between her own thighs so she removed one constricting arm to stroke her clit as her head bobbed along the length of Serena's shaft. She was soaking, her fingers slick as she fingered herself. A velvety, mounting tension, building steadily and begging to be filled and pounded away rose from her pelvis. A primal sound tried to escape her throat but found itself strangled on Serena as Allison took her as deep as she could.
Almost in response Serena moaned, a sound swelling and escaping before she could reach in and stop it. She was losing control and she wasn't ready for this particular interlude to come to an end quite this soon. She didn't want to stop, she wanted Allison to envelop her completely, to milk her positively dry. Her hips thrust almost convulsively, giving Allison more of a rhythm to work with. It was practically enough to tip her beyond the point of return when Allison's free hand transferred and started to twine along whatever she couldn't fit in that tight mouth of her's.
Serena gasped and whispered, "I'm going to cum."
For half a beat she thought Allison hadn't heard her, or if she had that she didn't care, but almost without warning the other woman sat back on her heels, staring up at her. Her mouth quirked in a deliciously devilish smile and she responded, "Oh? Well we can't have that. Not quite yet at any rate."
Playfully Allison reached up and pressed firmly between Serena's breasts, just enough force behind the gesture to tell Serena what to do. She allowed herself to fall backward, hitting the soft bed a moment later and settling in just a second before Allison was climbed up, swinging one leg over Serena's body and straddling her. Allison bent over and placed a tender kiss on her partner's quivering mouth. They remained like that briefly, savoring the flavors of one another, their hands roaming over breasts and waists, but then Allison thrust her tongue into the kiss, hungry and searching. Serena accepted greedily, knowing exactly what was coming and longing for every inch of the experience.
One of Allison's hands dipped deftly between her legs and she shifted her hips, slipping Serena's inside of her with practiced precision. The act of penetration gave them both pause, their lips coming apart as Allison sat upright and each woman's breath hitched a little. This time when Serena moaned, Allison's own panting was an audible echo of enjoyment.
Allison's hips began rocking, casually at first. Each woman was losing herself in the moment, pleasure elevating higher and higher, desire for more warring with the desire to make their time together in this state last for as long as possible. Despite their comfort with one another it was always a gamble which craving would rise to the occasion. It was one of the things the two valued about each other, their unpredictable predictability. Every time they came together it was similar and yet a wholly new experience.
Serena twitched, her hips moving upward in time with Allison's motions and it was as though that was the permission the other woman sought. With a liquid speed her deliberate and soft progress grew more frenetic and frenzied, she rode Serena harder, her face flushing and her soft exclamations of gratification turning heady and wild. The heat and pulsing compression of Allison's body, moving with such furious precision and dynamic passion, spun Serena's head. She found herself moving in time with her partner, hips pumping as Allison gyrated and undulated on her.