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She had just felt the best orgasm of her life and yet, Millie wanted more. She could feel her body start to ache again, wanting to be touched and get off once more. Apparently, good orgasm made her greedy. The fact that she had been able to make Drew come was no stranger to any of it. How could she not want to try and do that more? The sounds that had come out of her best friend's mouth had been sinful and she should have blushed at them but now she wanted to see if she could hear them again. The idea of tasting Drew had her getting wetter and her cunt was dripping from both her orgasm and her desire. She shrugged off her panties, not as self conscious as she had been before and her eyes were fixated on Drew's glistering pussy. "Fuck that's gorgeous," she said as she stared at it. It was soaked and swollen from her previous touch. "You want me to touch myself?" Fuck that was hot, the way Drew didn't leave place for Millie to question her, even if she did, mostly out of surprise. "Okay but I need to get the feel of you first," she said as she lowered between the woman's legs. If she started to rub her own clit right now, she wasn't certain she could be any good at eating Drew and she wanted it to be good. Millie's tongue darted out, licking Drew wet folds and she moaned against them. "Oh God." Her tongue licked the whole of Drew's folds and a shaking hand parted them so her tongue could enter her friend. "Shit Drew," she said as her tongue lapped at Drew. Without realizing it, her hand moved to her clit at the same time as her lips closed around Drew's.

drew’s heart moderately races as she watches millie’s gaze fall so intently between her legs. not that drew’s shy or self conscious about her own body, she really isn’t. it’s the novelty in millie’s reactions, both endearing but so genuine, not concerned at how she verbalizes her awe with the situation. it’s very different to any sex drew’s had, where, though she hadn’t been necessarily made to feel awkward about it, there’d been no active attempt in appreciating her. not like millie is so thoroughly doing, make sure with every step that drew knows how much she’s desired. it fills her whole body with more lust, sends shivers down her spine and a rush of sensations to the spot millie so desperately wants to taste. “that’s okay, do that.” nods reassuringly, feeling her clit pulse for attention. pays close attention to millie’s delicate features as they slowly disappear under her pussy, and her breath hitches in expectation. “hoooly fuck,” breathes out at the initial contact, the warmth of millie’s tongue feeling like everything she’s been missing. the beginning of repetition has drew letting out a quiet little whimper, just as her fingers try to dig into the bed. notices millie’s own hand obeying her previous request and drew doesn’t even try to hide the cocky smile that grows on her face. “d’you like that, baby?” purrs, free hand choosing to move towards millie’s face, pushing aside a strand of hair. “you like feeling yourself so fucking wet from eating my pussy?” doesn’t care about the crude vocabulary, whatever curtain of maintaining appearances dropping completely. it’s not like she wants to go back to ‘being just friends’. if millie never wanted this again, sure, she’d settle for being just her friend. but drew has the sudden awareness that she might never shake away how good it feels to fuck millie.

jung simply nods in confirmation at her furrowed brows of a question. keeps his fingers thrusting into her, slowly increasing the pace, twisting and stretching his digits. keeps her stretched her open beautifully for him, enjoys the resistance of her against him. feels every moan for callie shoot right down to his gut, makes his cock twitch with a vengeance. is glad, quietly, that she'd undone his pants before this, allowing his bulge some breathing room. "no, darling, you're good to me," he emphasizes with another chaste kiss to her lips. "so obedient, so pretty." another kiss, now the bridge of her nose. "i'm so lucky," he laments genuinely, even if his fingers begin to fuck into her hard, his arm muscles straining from the pace. it's a stark, almost hilarious contrast. how softly he's speaking to her, how gentle and loving, against the lewd squelching of her cunt. how relentlessly his three fingers are working into her while he leans down to press a kiss to her forehead. wants her to tumble down into her next orgasm without any room to resist. "who's my good girl?"

the disparity between the softness in jung's voice and the roughness of his thrusts has callie losing any trace of self-control left. leaving it all the instinct, her pants become louder, interleaving with her whines and moans. back arches, unconsciously earning to be closer to him. "f-fuck," cries as his arm pulls back and then forward again with strength, lets her legs wrap tighter around the back of his thighs. her whole body reacts in unison to the continuous praising. feels her nipples aroused under the fabric of her bra, her stomach churn with pleasure, her cunt clutch jung's fingers as if it won't let them escape. "me," answers desperately, almost shyly, amidst hurried puffs of breath. "i am, daddy, please, i- i'm gonna come again, i-i-i—" words stop making much sense, simply merge with the other sounds that start coming out of her mouth as she feels the familiar rush take over again, spreading all its signs around her body. trembling legs against jung's body, tightened grip on his shoulder, dropped jaw. feels herpussy naturally react by pushing out, but adjusts her own hips to keep jung's fingers inside of her until he decides to do something else with them. gives him full control.

she absentmindedly clips a few stems from a bouquet she had been working on and places them in a vase. annabel has been trying to get her attention for ages now, and now that she has finally gotten it, miju finds herself at a crossroads. first kisses were supposed to be special, if annabel didn’t want it, she wouldn’t force her. maybe she wants it for a relationship, but they’ve never discussed that before. “i’ve done it a few times. there’s no need to be nervous.” 

the girl traces the shell of her thumb against the metal blade of her shears, gazing back at annabel before pulling away. it’s all methodical, of course. “what do you want me to do? i’m afraid you’ll have to tell me.”

Her body was on fire and at the same time, feeling better than it ever felt. This was the best orgasm she ever had and it had seemed so easy fro Drew to get it out of her. There was almost a pout on her Millie's lips as her best friend removed her fingers from her cunt. It felt strange now, she felt almost empty and her eyes widened in amazement as Drew licked the fingers that were coated in her arousal and cum. "I really want to make you come too," she said softly, eyes intent on her friend. And if the sounds escaping Drew were genuine, she was close to that. It amazed Millie that she could give such pleasure to Drew and she felt proud. And then it happened, the way her friend sounded changed slightly and Millie could feel the way Drew's body tensed. The woman smiled as she gradually slowed down her pace, letting Drew ride the orgasm out just like she had done with her moments before. And then, despite the both of them having come, Drew kissed her again and it was enough for the woman to want more, to crave more again. Removing her hand from Drew's pussy, she rose the fingers to her mouth before shaking her head slightly. "That's not how I want to taste you." With a smirk, she pulled down Drew's short, stoping at the hem of the panties, waiting for the woman's approval. Maybe this was too much and not what Drew wanted? But having felt how soaked her best friend had been, Millie could only think of one thing, lapping at her cunt.

suddenly, millie oozes with much earned confidence, and drew finds she's not longer responsible for how turned on it makes her, how it pulls an almost pathetic little moan from her throat. watches every single one of millie's movements attentively, earger to see what comes next, a glimpse of pride beaming in her eyes. "you're a fast learner," comments, the smirk on her face painfully obvious. doesn't really mean it about a specific action, but more so about how millie's quickly come to herself in the situation; about how she's visibly comfortable and even more visibly interested in getting drew off. again. "go ahead." nods in encouragement, wiggling her hips slightly to aid millie in unclothing her. "take your panties off, too." drew's eyes scan millie's body. the sight makes drew's head spin, the idea that she's just felt her best friend's perfect pussy wrapped around her fingers, clenching at its climax, millie's body shaking without a thought. "you wanna eat me out? touch yourself while you do that," commands with conviction. can already imagine how pretty millicent will look, face burried between her legs, hips propped up to allow her hand space to move. the mere idea already has her feeling dizzy with lust again.

can't help the laugh that escapes her petals, shaking her head. " oh god, please don't. that's a whole new level of awkward, even for you. " teases, leaning against the couch, her steely blues gleaming with mischief. " besides, if she's faking it, that's on her, not on you. " pats her roomate's knee with a playful smile. to be honest, she wasn't even sure if the other was faking it, all she knew was that it had made jealousy tug at ther stomach in a way she didn't understand. " maybe it's just about, i don't know, communicating better next time? like ... finding out what she actually likes rather than trying to read her mind. "

jung could bury himself in the lush feeling of callie's cunt forever. wants to stay here, his fingers pressing tight against her, providing waves of pleasure he can feel as she works in tandem on her clit. feels an immediate freight train of arousal hit him square in the face when she uses the title. knows she knows exactly what's she's doing, but doesn't point it out yet, just fucks his fingers in her faster as a confirmation. "yes, baby. right now." he's watching her carefully, takes in every second, can see how she's falling apart, moment to moment. feels his cock press into his pants desperately, asking for her. but he ignores it, wants to focus on his fiancée first. which is why when callista comes, he cooes. works his fingers into her to help her fall apart beautifully.

yet, he doesn't slow down. goes faster even, adds another one of his digital stealthily. doesn't even acknowledge it as he smiles down at her. "one more for me?" he hums, nothing his fingers to keep prodding her soft spot, head spinning from the power. "i know you can do it, darling." leans down to kiss her, chaste but heady. "make your daddy proud."

every inch of callista's body knows jung's touch, and her mind knows there's nothing in the world like it. nothing that can make her feel like his touch does, even the smallest brush of his lips on hers, or light fingertip traces on her arm — it's all so familiarly delicious to callie. that's why coming undone around his fingers has a comforting aspect to it. it's both overwhelming and grounding, it's her body’s favourite sensation. “o-one more?” asks, furrowed browns from the continued stimulation, relentless fingers working the right stop with added pressure. holds onto jung’s shoulder with one hand while the other lightly claws down his clothed chest. wishes she could feel his skin on hers, wants not an inch between their bodies. whimpering, callie’s chest rises and falls rapidly and repeatedly, eyes never leaving jung’s. “it feels … god—,” she’s interrupted by her own moan. breathily, tries to continue. “you’re so good to me,” mumbles earnestly; he is, after all, getting her closer to closer to a quick second orgasm, he’s nothing if not perfect to her.

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This wasn't just about having someone help her climax, at least not anymore. And if Millie was honest, it never really was just about that. It had been Drew she wanted when the movie played and the woman didn't want to be the only one getting off. It would be impossible for Millie not to fantasized about this constantly, not want it more and more, not that it crossed her mind as her body tensed with her orgasm. Drew's fingers slowed down, just as her hips did, soft whimpers still escaping her. Drew had been right, not everyone was a screamer, something Millie was finding out about herself at the moment. When her best friend told her she was doing so good, Millie couldn't help but nod slightly, the encouragement being everything she needed. Her heart was beating so fast now and her breath was labored as she opened her eyes to look at Drew. She licked her lips before speaking again. "Like this or do you want me to change the pace?" She wanted Drew to come too, needed to feel her best friend undone because of her. If her friend was close, she didn't want to do anything that would risk ruining that but Millie wanted more of Drew. Her free hand moved and cupped one of Drew's breast, thumb finding the hard nipple and playing with it.

whatever drew had expected just a few minutes ago when she agreed to 'help with millie's experience', this is so much better. the tremble of her best friend's body on top of hers, sounds that come out of her mind and instantly make her crazy for more, the clunching of millie's cunt that inevitably begins to shove drew's fingers out with a gush. she breathes out, delighted in the combination of all sensations, along with her own building pleasure. hips rock against millie's hand while she slowly retreats her own from between millie's legs, slowly licking each of them off, eyes set on the other's as she does so. "you taste so fucking good ..." savours it, sucks on her fingers off, serving also as a muffler to her growingly louder pants. feels her clit swell on the pressure of millie's fingers, lewd whine escaping her lips the moment she moves her hand off her mouth and holds onto the back of millie's head. "just like that, mils, keep going," nods firmly and repeatedly, nearing the edge with every circle, right until the touch of millie's thumb on her nipple does it. "fuck— aahh, god," cries out mindlessly as her body quivers completely under millie, legs feeling a slight start of a cramp from the tension before drew stretches them out. humps millie's touch until she's done riding it through, her orgasm leaking out of her. instinctively, latches her mouth on the space between millie's breasts, kissing the area thoroughly.