Preparations

“My pleasure,” Riolta replied, smiling at Lena’s obvious enthusiasm and allowing her gaze to run up and down the other brunette’s stunning body, making no effort to hide her arousal at how her massive tits bulged outwards through the tattered front of her expensive dress or the inherent shamelessness of the smile that she was sending back at Riolta as the cumropes dangled and shook from they ran through the air to connect the three women to each other.

“Speaking of which,” Dropping her head a little, Lena licked her juicy lips at the sight of Riolta’s wet, bald pussy, appearing as though she was about to drop down on her knees and start licking it, right up till the moment when her eyes darted back up to meet Riolta’s gaze again, “there’s no chance of us waking up that stud of yours?”

“No chance,” Riolta instantly replied, remaining perfectly solid in the face of the overwhelmingly lustful stare that Lena was shooting her, “he needs his sleep.”

“And besides,” Being careful not to snap the intersecting ropes of jizz when she turned her head, Riolta glanced over at the receptionist, who appeared suitably taken by the conversation being played out in front of her, “she’s going up to keep him company in an hour.”

“You lucky slut,” Lena smiled at the receptionist, turning her head so that buxom young blonde now had both of the impossibly gorgeous women looking straight at her, to which she responded by gulping down so hard that it sent shockwaves running through the cumropes, to the point where one of them snapped and was sent swooping through the air before landing on Lena so that the top-heavy brunette had a thick line of balljuice running from her lips down over her chin to hang suspended in the air in front of her chin, connecting itself to a point right between her collar bones and then running its way down to disappear in between her ginormous boobs, “could you do me a favour?”

“What?” The receptionist looked as though she couldn’t quite believe that Lena had just a massively long cumrope smack down with a wet slap between her knockers without so much as a blink or flinch.

“Tell that stud that I’ll join you later, and that if he blows a load all over your pussy, I’ll lick up every last drop of it while he fucks my tight ass,” Lena didn’t miss a beat as she painted the blonde a picture which had the young woman unleashing a sultry gasp as one of her hands disappeared down between her legs to be hidden behind the counter.

“Oh, and that blouse…” Quickly throwing the blonde another line, Lena was aiming her eyes straight at her tits as they persisted in straining the fabric of the tight blouse that she had on.

“Yes?” The blonde replied in a manner that made it abundantly clear that she was extremely anxious to find out what Lena was going to do or say next, though her one-word question had barely flowed off her lips before the fairer of the brunette’s opposite to her had reached in across the counter and caught the blouse between her slender fingers, a determined grunt coming from Lena as she yanked her arms back.

The receptionist yelped in delighted surprise as Lena’s actions caused the buttons of her blouse to be sent flying through the air as the fabric of it gave way and allowed itself to be torn apart, revealing the young receptionist’s massive chest in the process.

“I’m trying to start a fad, you see,” Lena explained her actions to Riolta, drawing the attention of both the archeress and the receptionist back to the torn front of her dress, “Should we get going?”

Warming up to Lena with each passing second, Riolta smiled again and nodded her head, thereby causing the cumrope leading to the blonde’s chin to snap and come flying through the air, with her position of standing with her left side to the reception resulting in the gleaming strand of viscid spunk to drape itself across her chest, running down the exposed stretch of exposed, richly tanned skin before attaching itself to the shiny material of her dress where it covered the side of her left boob.

“Key please,” Having addressed the topless receptionist whilst shifting her stance so that she was facing Riolta, Lena immediately leaned forwards to bury her face between the raven-haired archeress’ breasts, causing a soar to rise from the gathered onlookers as she began using her mouth to noisily clean them of the cum with which they were thoroughly coated.

Placing her hands on top of Lena’s head, Riolta gasped at the feel of the other awe-inspiring puckering her lips round one of her small, hard nipples and proceeding to suck on the hard bud at the same time as her hands ventured in underneath the hem of her skimpy dress to fondle her luscious asscheeks.

“Mmm,” Smacking her lips and gulping down some of the jizz that had found its way into her mouth as she lifted her face from Riolta’s cleavage, Lena met her gaze for about one second before lunging at her, the two statuesque brunettes mashing their chests together as they engaged one another in a fiery kiss, swapping spit and spunk back and forth between them whilst groping each other.

“Ah, thanks,” As hard as she tried, Lena couldn’t quite muster the self-control to sound totally unaffected by what had just occurred between her and Riolta when she turned her head and stretched out her hand to accept the key that the blonde had fetched her, particularly not since Riolta was still rubbing her exposed pussy against her crotch.

“You know,” Slipping out of Lena’s grasp and taking a step back, Riolta leaned against the counter and placed one arm atop it, “they could probably mend that for you…”

“What, the dress?” Lena glanced down at her tattered gown before looking up at Riolta again and offering her a naughty smile, “you’re quite right. Hold this.”

Accepting the key, Riolta watched as Lena began stripping herself of her gown, leaning forwards a little and pushing her ass out behind her as she tugged the front of it down past her bellybutton, causing some of the people behind her to feel the need to seat themselves all of a sudden whilst Riolta cast an appreciative glance at her firm midriff.

“However,” With the dress pulled down far enough that Riolta could make out that her sex was completely hairless as it appeared, tightly framed by her smooth, full and utterly kissable thighs, Lena bowed further down, bringing her head into level with Riolta’s bared pussy before stepping out of her dress and quickly scooping it up off the floor, “I think I can do one better…”

“Here,” Now completely naked save for her heels, choker and a few other pieces of more discreet jewellery, Lena offered the blonde her dress, “I think this will look better on you than that blouse.”

“Though you’ve certainly improved upon it,” Riolta cut in, throwing the receptionist’s bust a hungry glance.

“Yes,” With the blonde looking straight at her and trying to figure out how she could appear so utterly confident even she hardly looked to be much older than her, Lena offered her agreement with what Riolta had said, “now where’s my key… ah.”

“How very handy,” Lena observed, nodding at the key where it sat, safely tucked in between Riolta’s mountainous breasts.

“Yes, I think so,” Riolta replied, “should we get going?”

“Good idea,” Lena took hold of the hand that was offered her by Riolta, departing alongside her after first having blown the receptionist a kiss marked by a few cum-bubbles.

“So,” Speaking as they ascended up the stairs, Riolta tightened her hold of Lena’s hand a little, “where did your mother run off to?”

“She hooked up with that actress, Celia something,” Lena replied, pulling her lips back into a nasty smile after a second’s silence, “mom’s always preferred blondes.”

“Ah…”

“I decided to try and find you instead,” Lena added as they met a man on his way down who very nearly tripped himself as he gawped over the two women coming the other way.

“You prefer brunettes then?”

“I prefer sluts,” Riolta could detect a considerable amount of pride in Lena’s response, “other than that, I’m not too picky.”

“Good, you’ll leave the studs to me then,” Riolta’s cheeky commented resulted in Lena’s hand leaving hers and a blow being landed on one of her buttocks, to which she responded with an approving squeal.

“Mmm, nice ass…” Lena purred as the seized upon the opportunity to grope Riolta’s behind a little more.

“Remember what you said earlier about taking it up the ass?” Riolta asked a little while later, just as they’d stopped in front of a door which Lena then motioned at with the key that she had clutched in her free hand, having fished out from between Riolta’s tits a little earlier.

“I often talk about taking it there,” Lena replied as Riolta freed herself of her grasp, letting out a throaty “Fuck…” when the archeress slipped in behind her and dropped down on her haunches.

As if on cue, Lena leaned forwards and let the key fall to the floor as she used both of her hands to part the halves of her heart-shaped ass and expose to Riolta’s hungry gaze the puckered entrance to her ass.

Placing her hands on top of Lena’s, Riolta brought her lips closer to the bubble butt in front of her and was rewarded with a horny gasp coming from the other brunette as she let the tip of her tongue brush against her ringpiece.

Lena let out an unsteady moan and pulled her hands from underneath Riolta’s, placing them against the door in front of her and spreading her stance at the same time as she pushed her ass at Riolta to urge her on, to which Riolta responded by increasing the pace with which her tongue swirled over her cinnamon ring.

The moans coming from Lena were transformed into a heady scream a little while later when Riolta pierced through her sphincter with the tip of her tongue, her hands still massaging the unyielding mass of her two glorious asscheeks as she started tongue-fucking her bung, moving her tongue in and out of her tightest hole as it widened around it.

Anyone entering the corridor at that point would have been with the sight of Lena starting to quiver as Riolta kept on licking her ass, plunging her tongue in and out of her wet anus, her eyes closed tight and her lips moving without anything even vaguely resembling proper words coming out of her mouth.

“I’m… FUCK!” No longer quite so cool and collected, Lena unleashed an ecstatic scream that Riolta hardly found particularly challenging to interpret, and her response to it was slip her tongue out of Lena’s ass and swing around so that her own ass was firmly planted on the floor as she reached in with her head between Lena’s thighs.

Noting the beads of arousal that gleamed against the hairless lips of Lena’s convulsing sex, Riolta placed her hands against the insides of the other woman’s thighs and thrust her head upwards, bringing her lips into contact with Lena’s juicing honeypot and having just enough time to get a first taste of it before she felt a flurry of juices come pouring out of it.

Lena’s orgasm was of such a magnitude that it sent thick gushes of girlcum pouring into Riolta’s mouth while more of it flowed over cheeks, washing away some of the gobs and streaks of jizz that had been glued to them as more of the clear, sticky fluid cascaded off her chin to fall down onto her tits, clearing them too of some of the balljuice that was gleaming against the bronzed skin of her cleavage before running down far enough to start soaking the front of her dress.