You lean forward over Jiral, hoist her legs around your waist and push deep into her. She lets out a keening moan, a cry of joy as you fill her up completely. You start to thrust into her, slowly at first, dragging out the pleasure. Her breasts shake lightly.
Fae moves behind you, kisses your shoulder. Her arms go around your waist; one comes up to tweak one of your nipples, the other dives down between you and Jiral to rub the other woman's clit. Her breasts are pressed up against your back as she presses her lips against your neck, and you turn your head towards her, kiss her passionately. She mewls into the kiss.
"Ohhh, ohhh..." Jiral moans. Her head is turned to one side, her eyes shut. You break from Fae to watch the assassin's body as you fuck her. It is toned to perfection, honed for her profession. There's not an ounce of fat on her. The strong muscles in her arms flex against the rope holding her, more from instinct than anything else, but she can't break free.
You chuckle. "Are you enjoying yourself, Jiral?" you ask.
"Ohh... yes. Oh, fuck me!"
This time you laugh deeply. She opens her eyes and looks up at you, smiling, lost in a haze of pleasure. You reach down and massage one of her breasts, lean in and tease the nipple with your tongue.
Fae frees herself from your back and lies herself down, on her side, next to Jiral. With one hand she fingers herself, plunging index and middle finger deep into her wet pussy. The other she uses to squeeze the other of Jiral's breasts, the one you're not attending to.
"Oh, you like that, don't you?" Fae whispers to Jiral. "You like his big cock? It feels good doesn't it, pounding into you? It feels so fucking good to get fucked like this..."
Fae is nuzzling against Jiral's face, but the assassin turns her head so that they are facing one another. Then their lips meet- they make out, slipping their tongues into one another's mouths, each of them desperate for more.
They are both moaning into the kiss, but suddenly Jiral's moans pick up in volume. She is close to coming, you realise. Louder and louder she moans, with Fae almost on top of her now, kissing her and squeezing her breast, and your cock hammering into her beautiful cunt, over and over and over again.
She comes. Tearing away from Fae, she lets out a breathy cry as she tosses her head back. Her back arches, her whole body lifting up from the bed. Fae's hand slides down to Jiral's clit, where she rubs furiously to intensify the orgasm.
It's too much for you. The climax rips through your body, pleasure crashing through you. You shoot the first wave of cum deep into Jiral's pussy, then pull out quickly and jerk off over her. The second wave shoots all the way up her body, lands in a line between her breasts. The rest pools on her taught belly.
Fae eats it all up with delight, using great langurous licks. She starts on the belly, gazing lustfully up into your face as she inserts her tongue into Jiral's navel to get out the last few globs. Then she runs her tongue up between Jirals' breasts, catching the line you shot there, and happily swallowing it all.
"You missed some," you say suggestively.
"Mmm, you have a point there," Fae says naughtily. She leans over, licks the head of your cock to clean up what's left there, and then goes down on Jiral. Noisily, and with many a moan, she sets about lapping up the cum you shot inside the assassin.
Enough pleasure for now, you think as you watch Fae. It's time to get down to business and get the information you need out of Jiral. Of course, then it occurs to you that there's no good reason why you shouldn't combine business and pleasure... |