AR Returns Ch65

The sight in front of Stef is explicit and intensely erotic: her wife naked on the bed, facedown, her hindquarters gleaming with lube. The effects are offset a little by how businesslike Jess is being because she’s pouting. She’s not striking a pinup pose or teasing or being sexy; she has her favorite vibe and is shifting around, trying to get situated underneath her.

Stef has feelings other than amusement and arousal; Jess’s obsession with Riley is just a little too intense for comfort, but Stef focuses on arousal. No amount of distraction is going to make her less hard; her cock jumps without being touched as Jess hisses through her teeth and settles on her vibe. She looks over her shoulder.

“Baby,” she says impatiently.

“Yes, dear,” Stef replies; if she laughs, Jess will just be annoyed. Jess glares and pulls one luscious buttock aside. The gesture is more demanding than inviting, but Stef lives to serve. She slathers her cock with lube and crawls onto the bed.

“Mmm,” Jess moans softly as Stef climbs over her. Stef’s weight pushes Jess’s body down harder on her vibe.

“Relax,” Stef reminds her as she positions her cock. Jess just leans forward and bites her knuckle. Slowly, Stef penetrates her wife’s ass, one millimeter at a time. Jess stiffens, then relaxes. The deeper Stef goes, the more welcoming Jess’s body becomes until she shivers and most of Stef’s cock is being squeezed in a vicelike grip.

“Yes,” Jess pants, starting to rock her body.

Stef isn’t having that. She takes control, and that draws tremors and guttural little noises and gasps from her wife. With Stef’s cock in her ass and her clit mashed against a vibe, Jess has no control of anything below the waist. Her ass and pussy twitch and do their own thing while tears run down her face and she breathes hoarsely into a pillow.

Stef goes all the way in and pushes some of Jess’s blonde hair out of the way to kiss her neck. That makes Jess’s ass tighten even more. Jess is experienced enough that Stef could easily fuck her until she blows her load deep inside, but she doesn’t do that. She thrusts slow and deep, complementing Jess’s body’s unconscious humping of the vibe. When Jess gets off, the uncontrolled spasming in her body is more stimulating than any thrusting could be. Stef grips the sheets, holding herself up with some difficulty as Jess whimpers and her orgasmic body massages Stef to orgasm.

Later, the vibe keeps buzzing off to the side; no one has the energy to turn it off. Stef lies on top of Jess’s soft body, still buried inside her. Jess has closed her eyes. She isn’t purring, but she’s in that happy place that she goes after sex.

“It’s Karen,” she murmurs.

“Hmm?” Stef lifts her head.

“I’m pissed at Karen at work. I’m not mad because Riley didn’t come.”

“Oh.”

“I love you.”

Stef snorts and kisses her shoulder. “I know, baby.”