Teasing Kayla

The onlookers' raucous cheers wash over you as your mouth connects with Kayla's, nothing but unimportant buzzing to you as the feeling of her soft lips against yours becomes the only thing you care to perceive. Well, not quite the only thing. Her warm body in your arms, her supple breasts pressed up against yours, the small moans she's making as the two of you make out, that's all worth noticing as well. You go to deepen the kiss, sending your tongue to probe for entrance against her lips, only to find her own tongue doing the same. The slim brunette breaks off for a moment, giggling. "Great minds think alike~" Is all she takes the time to say before diving back in, her tongue and yours darting into each other's mouths, twisting around and dancing as you concern yourselves more with one another's mouths than with oxygen.

"Well now, doesn't this look romantic!" The MC's mic-amplified voice is loud enough to cut through your concentration, causing you to twitch in annoyance. "Not often we get a cute show like this, it's a rare treat! Must be more going on between these two than we know, hmm~"

You part your lips from Kayla's, panting slightly. Half tempted to yell at the announcer to shut the hell up, you choose instead to just do your best to ignore her from here on out and focus on the beautiful girl in front of you, shoving all thoughts about the MC, the crowd, and the familiar faces within it away. Especially the thoughts about the familiar faces, about them seeing all this, about them joining in on the forfeit watching fun, about whether or not they're doing so together... Definitely better not to think about that right now, back to sexing.

Deciding it's time to get things going for real, you move your hands to the Vermillion girl's hips, sliding them up and under the hem of her shirt. "Mind if I make the first move?" You ask, sneaking in another kiss at the end of your question.

Smiling breathlessly, she answers. "Please do. Just one request though; don't go rushing to make me cum early. We wouldn't want this to end too quickly, now would we?" She copies your sentence-capper, pushing her tongue into your mouth once more for another brief smooch before pulling back.

"No, we most certainly wouldn't." Chuckling, your fingers curl up, gripping the fabric of her top and pulling upwards. She raises her arms, allowing you to swiftly and smoothly yank the article off of her torso and toss it aside, leaving her upper body bare aside from a simple but cute green bra that hugs her bust. Leaning back a bit to get a better view, you drink in the lovely sight of the same slim figure you admired while changing earlier. She's skinny, but not overly so, not enough to appear extremely bony, and her fair skin is flawless and just begging to be touched. Your hands find their way to her, starting at her shoulders and slowly moving down, fingers tracing lines over her chest and stomach, making her shudder as you relish the smooth touch of her flesh on your fingertips.

You are getting tired of that bra though. Pulling her into an embrace once again, you slip your tongue back into her eager mouth, while your hands make quick work of the dastardly clasp that holds together the cloth prison confining her tits. After lingering with lips locked for a little longer, you step away, flinging her bra over your shoulder as you stare at her freed bosom. Delightfully perky mounds topped with stiff pink nipples, they fit perfectly on her lean frame. Those nips are just begging to be played with too, and before you know it your thumbs are obliging, rolling over the little pleasure centers as your hands cup the soft orbs they're mounted on.

Giggling, Kayla teasingly asks "You like them? I saw you staring while we were changing."

For a single moment her words set off your brain's defense mechanisms, prompting you to snap a retort at her. Instead however, you laugh with her, replying in good humor. "Oh please. You and I both know we were both staring back there." You say, kneeling down as you speak and releasing her breasts.

"Heheh, true, true." She giggles again as your face lowers down, though it's not long before you start making your journey back up. Starting just below her navel, you begin planting a stream of slow, deliberate kisses upon her skin. Her fingers run gently through your hair as you steadily make your way up, smooching all the while. Over her belly, up her sternum, across to each breast, circling the nipples lightly with your tongue as she moans at your attentions. You keep rising, past her clavicle to the hollow of her throat, where you linger for a few pecks before moving on, until you reach her sweet lips. Pausing for a moment, you take in the sight of her; face flushed a deep pink, eyes sparkling with arousal, lips parted in anticipation of what's to come...

You don't keep her waiting long. Once again lips lock, and once again tongues dance. This time though, your hands are more adventurous, one finding its way to the back of the Vermillion girl's head to pull her even deeper into your kiss, the other giving one tit a passing squeeze before snaking down over her belly to begin creeping into the waist of her skirt. A small, gasping moan escapes her as your hand slides over her panties, gently rubbing against the outline of her womanhood as you continue to wrestle tongues with her. Sticky wetness starts to coat your fingers, and you can feel your own desire building as well. Being in control like this... actually feels good! Not that you had any doubts of course, you're not a bottom after all, but still! It's an enjoyable, different feeling than what you've had in sex most times, and one you're reveling in.

Taking a break from the pleasurable sensation of locking lips to breathe, you grin down at the shorter girl. "Ooh, someone's nice and wet for me~" You say, continuing to rub her through her underwear. Before she can manage a reply through her breathless moans, you quickly slip your hand into her soaked panties, parting her lips with index and ring fingers as the middle runs up and down her slit. A gasp interrupts any attempt she may have been making to respond to you, a low "Fuck" being the only word to leave her lips. She leans into you letting you hold her up as you press your middle finger into her pussy, moaning as it enters her and begins to rub against her insides.

You continue like this for a minute, slowly curling and uncurling your digit, feeling her juices flow over your finger and onto your hand as she moans more and more. Feeling her tremble against you, you gently push down on one shoulder, guiding her to the ground until she's seated. You retract the hand that's within her skirt, momentarily sparing her from your ministrations and leaving her hot and bothered. She looks up at you, smiling breathlessly, and you smirk back as you bring your soaked middle finger to your lips. You lick it up and down, making an erotic show of tasting your handiwork, before popping it into your mouth to taste as much of her sweet nectar as you can, then releasing it and giving it one last long lick. "Mmm, delicious."

With a small laugh, the brunette says "I'll bet. Can't wait to try some of yours."

"Soon, soon. But I'm not done with you quite yet." Your hands dart forward, grabbing her skirt and yanking it down to her ankles before it catches on her shoes. Time to get rid of those too, you think, removing skirt, shoes, and socks, leaving Kayla wearing nothing but a pair of sticky green panties, so wet they perfectly outline her cameltoe. You take in that sight for a moment, but just for a moment, before peeling them off of her and removing her last bastion against nudity. Pushing her legs open, you gaze at the glistening slit between them, red and wet and ready for more of you. You adjust your position so that your face is right between those spread legs, and begin to lean forward...

...Then divert to the side pressing your lips to the soft flesh of the slim girl's inner thigh. You take your time, slowly and teasingly kissing your way up towards her honeypot, working in a gentle bite now and then. Kayla fidgets, letting out small sounds of pleasure as you taunt her with the prospect of pleasure. Finally you climb high enough, your lips hovering over their destination... And then you pull back, moving your head down to the opposite thigh. "Bluuuuue!" The Vermillion girl groans in frustration. Grinning, you ignore her plea, and instead begin the process all over again. Steadily smooching your way up her leg as she twitches with both impatience and anticipation, her hands curling into tight fists as she endures.

Once again your mouth reaches the end of its journey... And this time, you don't leave her hanging. You stick your tongue out, then begin to move your head up and down, grinding it against her folds. She gasps loudly at the sudden contact, biting her lip and letting out a low moan as you go down on her. Up and down, up and down. Slowly, rhythmically you pleasure her, rewarded with the sweet honey that pours out more and more as her moans grow in intensity. Every sound she makes, every twitch of her legs, every drop you drink from her, all spur you on as you continue to run your tongue up and down her cunt.

After a few minutes you decide to switch things up. You pause for a heartbeat, encircling her clit with your lips as you bring a hand up and insert two fingers into her needy pussy. Picking up where your single finger left off earlier, you begin to rub her insides by curling your digits. At the same time, your mouth goes to work on her little pleasure nub, sucking it gently and flicking it with your tongue. "Blue! Blue, Blue, Bluebluebluuuuee!" Her moaning of your name is like lovely music, almost as delightful to you as her flavor is. Her love juices have totally coated your hand, and her hips are starting to buck into you as she squirms beneath your attentions. "B-Blue! Blue, stop, I'm gonna-!"

The thought of making her cum and just ending this forfeit right here and now crosses your mind... but you know it wouldn't feel right. She's been so nice to you, comforting and complimenting you after your loss, letting you take the lead in your own forfeit. You can't betray her trust- no. You could betray her trust, you don't want to. And... you also don't want the fun to end just yet. You're enjoying this, and you want to see what she has in store for you now that you're both worked up.

So, heeding her warning, you stop. Your lips and fingers abandon their posts, leaving her wet, shuddering, and breathing hard as you sit up. Taking your fingers into your mouth to get one more taste of her, you look down at Kayla as she catches her breath as she comes down off the edge. Her pale green eyes are wide with lust and staring up at nothing, her face beet red and mouth open as she sucks in air. Her modest breasts heave up and down, and you can't resist the urge to reach out grope one with your free hand. She meets your gaze as you do so, smiling wickedly at you. "Oh, you are so gonna get it. Girl, you better be ready to cum your brains out."

Removing your fingers from your mouth, you grin at her teasingly. "Tough talk, let's see you pull it off."

"Bet." Smile widening, she pushes herself up and off of the floor, lunging at you.