Emma’s Valentine

You watch, entranced, as Val and Emma fold into each other’s arms, the trails of kisses they leave on each other’s body leaving no bare skin uncovered. They shift onto the bed, limbs entangling. With bated breath, you watch as Val peels off Emma’s toga effortlessly. Her robes fall to the side, revealing Emma’s curvaceous figure.

Val wastes no time. She traces sinuous lines up Emma’s body, moving from Emma’s waist up to her shoulders and neck, before following her breasts back down to the heat between her legs. Val’s hands brush over Emma’s legs, dancing around the center of your attention. From your vantage point, you crane your neck, straining to get a view of those pink folds concealed behind a neatly trimmed bush. A low moan of contentment escapes from Emma’s lips as Val finally slips a finger across Emma’s slit.

Val begins to slide a second finger across, when Emma’s arm shoots out, grabbing Val.

“That’s not how you tease. You can’t get to the meat of it so quickly,” she says. “Take your time. Luxuriate. Make me beg for it before you even think of giving it to me.”

Val takes the advice in stride. She grins, replying: “Oh, I’ll make you regret saying that.”

Val gets up from her spot between Emma’s legs, and paces around the room, giving you a wink. Emma looks at Val in confusion, before she realizes what’s happening. Val is stretching! She pulls one arm across the other, reaching for the ceiling, the simple motion emphasizing her rack, and then she switches arms. She holds the pose for a minute, drinking in Emma’s lustful gaze. Then she bends over, touching her toes, and you watch as she presses deeper and deeper into the stretch. Emma, still on the bed, shifts uncomfortably.

“Don’t just ignore me!” she complains.

“If you want me at my best, you’ve got to let me warm up,” Val says innocently, pulling herself into yet another stretch that shows off her marvelous ass. Oh, what you would give to have the opportunity to pound it. You shift around your growing boner to the side and watch as Val continues to stretch, making steady eye contact with Emma.

“I see the way you’re moving. You like what I’m doing,” Val says. She glances back at you. “Alex certainly does.”

You grin, leaning back and nodding. Emma squirms on the bed.

“Come back, I need you,” Emma begs, wanting Val to come back, but it’s clear that your soccer teammate is having absolutely none of it.

Val slowly plays with the hem of her dress, teasing with the barest hint of skin. Contrasted against Emma’s nude figure splayed on the bed, the difference is striking, especially because the one grabbing your attention isn’t the one undressed. Damn, Val is hot.

“This is bullshit,” Emma says, sliding two fingers up against her slit.

“Nuh-uh,” Val says, brushing Emma’s fingers away from her pussy. “Only I get to do that.”

Emma moans in frustration, bringing a wolfish smile to Val’s face. She continues to slowly strip, lifting her black dress high enough to reveal her midriff, her waist and toned stomach looking tantalizing as ever. Then, in one quick motion, she whips the rest of it off, leaving her dressed in a black bra and panties, her stockings completing the look. This is quite possibly the sexiest you’ve ever seen Val, and you feel the little guy stiffening, pleased by the feast before your eyes.

Val sways her hips in front of Emma, placing two hands along the insides of her thighs, the simple contact of skin on skin enough to draw another moan from Emma. She wants more. The upperclassman is so riled up that you hear her panting faintly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

“Ah, that’s a good girl,” Val smirks, motioning towards Emma’s slit. “You’re all wet for me. Alex, see what a mess she is?”

You nod dumbly. Yes, you’re seeing alright, and you watch the way that Val places her head between Emma’s thighs, her tongue flicking out, catlike, as she teases Emma’s folds. You watch as her tongue swirls across the length of Emma’s pussy, and then darts up and laps at her clit.

“Yessss, right there,” Emma hisses.

Val declines to take that advice, returning her attention to the pretty little gash before her. You shift along the edge of the bed, getting a better view of what Val’s doing. Her head’s sandwiched tightly between Emma’s legs, her hands pressed against the older girl’s waist, tongue moving in a hypnotic way. This definitely isn’t how things usually go in the pornos, but from the way that Emma’s reacting, you get the feeling that this is what you’re supposed to be learning from. Then, Val shifts her head ever so slightly, giving her full access to Emma’s clit, and the way she masterfully works that hard nub makes you realise just how much you’ve been missing out on.

“Fuck, that’s the spot, oh fuck, yes,” Emma moans.

This time, Val obliges her. The effects are immediate. You watch as Emma’s body ratchets up in tension, building towards an orgasm that’s been too long in coming. But when it does come, her entire body convulses like she’s been struck by lightning, Val holding on to the girl’s legs for dear life, keeping her head down there, drawing out a second orgasm from the throes of the first.

A minute later, when things have finally calmed down, Emma chuckles.

“You’ve got some experience munching pussy, huh?”

“About as much as I’ve received it,” Val says, clambering onto the bed next to Emma.

“Real subtle,” Emma laughs, running her hands along Val’s thighs. “Don’t worry. I’ll return the favour.”

It takes a second for Val to shimmy out of her panties, and you make sure to drink in the image of Val’s bare pussy, those pink folds soft and beautiful as a Renoir. Then Emma goes down on her, and the two of their bodies intertwine.

You’re hardly able to believe your luck. Two chicks in the nude! Granted, it doesn’t seem like you’re about to get any action yourself, but still… sights like these are ones you could have only dreamed of coming into college. Did dream of, in fact.

You watch as Emma steadily works Val towards her own orgasm. Whereas Val was a hopeless tease about it, Emma wastes no time in getting to business. Her hands roam across Val’s body, running across her thighs one moment, cupping her tits and playing with her nipples the next, and then coming back down to play around the edges of her rosebud. But as she builds towards the finale, she presses her hands down on Val’s hips, the pressure from that alone seeming to make Val moan like mad.

“That’s it! Don’t stop, don’t stop, DON’T STOP YES YES YES,” Val cries out as she goes over the edge, cumming before your very eyes.

Then, both Val and Emma slump back on the bed, exhausted from the mutual pleasure-giving. They caress each other, and then Emma lazily glances at you.

“Enjoyed the show?” she asks.

“Worth every buck I paid for it,” you say. “I might have even gotten more something more out of it.”

“What’s that?” Emma asks.

“Hey Val… remember our deal?” you ask.

“What, the show wasn’t enough?” she asks, looking offended for a second.

“No, it was great, I just thought…”

“Got you there,” Val chuckles. “Of course this counts for our deal. I don’t discriminate based on gender.”

“Recent events kinda told me that,” you laugh.

Valentine +10
Emma +10