As soon as Vi closed the door behind them, Caitlyn was pushing her against the door, a hand on her waist, her mouth colliding against Vi’s just a moment later. They kissed as if they hadn’t done so in forever, lust consuming both of them with the ease of a match lighting up gasoline.
Vi walked Caitlyn back until the back of her knees touched the bed and she fell back on it, Vi followed with her body immediately, arms bracketing her head, as she pressed her body down on Caitlyn. She ran her hands under Vi’s t-shirt, feeling the planes of her stomach, then sliding her hands up to feel up her breasts.
A moan escaped Vi’s mouth when Caitlyn pinched one of her nipples in between her fingers. Caitlyn’s mouth watered at the idea of running her tongue all over Vi’s body. Before she could say anything though, Vi spoke up kissing the side of her neck, “you know, this would be a lot more fun with less layers between us.”
Desire pooled in her stomach, making her squirm under Vi’s kisses. Vi looked up then. “Everything alright?”
“Less clothes. Now.”
Vi smiled at her, a cocksure thing that drove Caitlyn crazy. “So needy.”
Vi sat up, removing her t-shirt in a quick sweep, revealing her toned fighter body. Caitlyn bit her lip before quickly removing her own jacket and blouse. Not a moment later, Vi’s mouth was on hers again, her tongue peeking out to lick her mouth. Caitlyn’s mouth opened out of its own volition, swallowing her up, deepening the kiss.
The moment seemed to go on forever, but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes when Vi started kissing down her chin, down her neck, all the way down to her breasts. Her tongue toyed with a nipple until it was tender, then she bit down softly, drawing a moan out of Caitlyn. She kept at it until Caitlyn was squirming, then she switched to her other nipple, rolling it between her teeth and kissing it with the same eagerness.
Caitlyn’s ability to be patient was being tested, but she didn’t even need to complain, as Vi decided it was time to keep moving her mouth down, kissing her stomach, running her tongue around her belly button, then stopping at the waistband of her pants.
“So do you want only my fingers or should I bring out the big guns?” Vi asked, looking up from where she was playfully opening and closing the buttons of her pants.
“God, yes, it’s in my drawer. There’s lube too.”
Vi immediately took that opportunity to go grab the dildo in the mentioned drawer, while Caitlyn used Vi’s distraction to take off the rest of her clothes as quickly as possible. Then she laid down on the bed again, looking at Vi undress.
Caitlyn felt so lucky to have this.
She felt ready to take Vi, but Vi had other plans. Instead of immediately fucking Cailtyn, she went down on her, kissing from the inside of her thighs to her already wet cunt with a slow, teasing rhythm that was driving Caitlyn insane. Vi licked her labia all the way up to her clit, each movement maddening. Then when Caitlyn was tethering the edge of overstimulation, she pulled back, looking up at Caitlyn.
“Do you want me to fuck you like this? Or do you want to turn around?”
Caitlyn’s face was burning. It was absurd to feel embarrassed by Vi’s question considering the woman had had her tongue up her cunt just a few moments ago, yet she still felt exposed by how much Vi knew what she liked more.
Without saying a word, Caitlyn turned around, but was stopped by Vi’s hand on her knee.
“Nuh, huh. First I want you to suck it.”
Her stomach tightened at that request. This was something that really did it for Vi, so she went to her knees and watched as Vi tightened the straps, then offered her the toy with a hand movement that said all yours.
Caitlyn took the toy in her hand and licked an experimental strip from the bottom up. It tasted like the mild soap Vi liked to use in the shower which made it the more exciting for her. She took the dildo into her mouth an inch at a time, testing how far she could go. She found she could swallow it almost all the way to the base if she was careful. Caitlyn bobbed her head up and down until the toy hit the back of her throat and she gagged.
Vi moaned at the sound.
Looking up, Caitlyn found Vi’s beautiful eyes intently set on her as she sucked her hard on the toy, her cheeks sucking in.
“Cupcake, do you have any idea just how hot you look right now? On your knees for me?”
Caitlyn’s hand made its way to her own cunt, trying to find some friction to relieve herself, but Vi’s voice stopped her. “No touching. That’s mine to take apart.”
She stopped sucking on the toy, but kept a hand on it, ready to go back to sucking if Vi asked. “Then fuck me already.”
“As you wish, Cupcake.”
She reached down to her and helped her onto her feet, then kissed Caitlyn in a rush before pushing her back onto the bed.
Caitlyn, however, wanted to take Vi as deep as she could, so she turned around, and settled on her hands and knees. When she looked back at Vi, she saw her checking her out as she poured some lube on the toy.
Without any more prompting, Vi entered her in a slow motion to make sure Caitlyn had time to adapt to the girth of the toy. Caitlyn didn’t care though, she moaned as Vi settled inside of her with a familiarity that could only come from the many times they’d done this.
What started as a slow, careful fuck became more and more frantic as Vi got more confident with her thrusts. Caitlyn felt the toy hitting that good, soft spot inside her repeatedly and her moans became a litany of curses. When her hands could no longer hold her up, she let her upper body collapse under her, her head on the bed, her hands grabbing onto the sheets just to have something to do.
Caitlyn didn’t think there was anything that could make the moment any hotter, when Vi started speaking. “You like that, baby, right?”
“I’m gonna make you come so good, you’ll forget your own name,” she said.
Caitlyn believed her. Especially when Vi rearranged herself to fuck her more at an angle, hitting that sweet spot with every thrust. Caitlyn swore under her breath when she felt Vi’s body hitting the back of her legs, the toy going as deep as it could go.
“You like it like that, huh?”
“Yesy, yes, yes,” she said, the words blending together as she said them. She was so close, but she didn’t want to stop yet, so she tightened her hold on the sheets to avoid touching herself to finish.
“Do you wanna come, Cupcake?”
“I don’t— I don’t wanna stop,” she breathed.
“Who said we had to stop, baby?”
Caitlyn’s willpower was dissolved with those words. She sneaked a hand under her body, finding her clit and rubbing the heel of her hand against it, grinding down on her own hand as Vi thrusted faster.
She came with a cry that shook her whole body, her body moving against Vi’s to get all the friction she could out of the moment. Caitlyn’s hand came to a stop when her clit twitched, overstimulated.
Vi, however, didn’t stop fucking her through her tremors, each thrust hitting her sweet spot with renewed vigor. Caitlyn barely had any mind to speak, feeling the pressure build up at the base of her spine again, not even a minute to cool down.
The sound of skin on skin filled the bedroom, the filthy, wet sound of her cunt being fucked made her feel hot all over, knowing Vi could —and would— keep fucking her until Caitlyn asked her to stop.
Her knees were starting to buckle when Vi said, “why don’t you turn around, Cupcake? I wanna see you when you come again.”
Vi pulled out and gave Caitlyn a moment to gather herself. She laid on her back and looked up at Vi whose skin shined with sweat, looking as hot as ever. One day Caitlyn would get used to it. Today was not that day.
“You’re so hot,” she said.
Vi smirked, “I gotta be doing something wrong if you can still speak.”
Caitlyn laughed, getting her hair out of the way. Vi took that as an opportunity to settle between her legs and lean down to kiss her. They kissed for a while, a long, drawn out thing that only made Caitlyn want her even more.
Once Vi seemed satisfied kissing the thoughts away from Caitlyn, she lined up again and entered her with a swift, practiced motion. It was easier now for Vi to get all the way inside, her thighs hitting Caitlyn’s with every movement.
Vi’s hands trailed over her body, going from her waist to her breasts, playing with a nipple as her thrusts became a bit erratic. Caitlyn felt every movement at the base of her spine, pleasure pooling down there as Vi found a rhythm that suited her best.
With the new position, it wasn’t long until Caitlyn found herself babbling again, Vi’s encouraging words, a string of filth and praise, making her blush. She felt close to a second orgasm when Vi leaned down and kissed her again.
“You’re gonna come so hard when I let you,” she said against her lips, using one of her hands to stimulate Caitlyn’s clit, rubbing slow circles that were a stark contrast to the way her hips snapped against her.
Caitlyn groaned, getting lost in the sensation building steadily inside of her, coming closer and closer to the point of no return. That’s when Vi decided to stop her hand on her clit, sat back on her heels and wrapped both hands around Caitlyn’s waist, sitting her up so she was riding her. The muscles of her arms strained as she kept Caitlyn exactly where she wanted her.
“Show off,” she mumbled.
Vi smiled and kissed her again, while Caitlyn found a rhythm she was comfortable riding. It wasn’t long until she started grinding down harder so her cunt made contact with Vi’s skin with every movement.
“You look so hot, Cupcake. All sweaty and used and mine.”
Caitlyn, who had a bit of her own mind back up with this new position, said, “I’m not feeding your ego anymore.”
Vi laughed, grabbing Caitlyn by the waist to pull her closer, a hand between them already finding her clit, rubbing hard on it. Caitlyn ground down faster, seeking the friction enthusiastically.
“God I’m so close,” she said.
That only seemed to encourage Vi, who slid her hand further down so Caitlyn could grind against the heel of it with abandon. Vi kissed her neck, sucking a mark right where it met her shoulder. “Come for me, baby,” Vi said, her voice muffled.
It didn’t take anything else to make something snap inside of her, a dam opened and Caitlyn was coming hard, squirting while still seeking friction as she trembled in Vi’s strong hold.
Once the tremors subsided, Vi laid her down on the bed and pulled out with a wet sound. Caitlyn couldn’t even open her eyes to see where she went for the next minute, completely wiped.
When Vi came back, she was carrying a washcloth and a plush blanket. Caitlyn took the offered washcloth, ran it through her sweaty face first then quickly down her body where she felt the stickiest, then made a grab for the blanket Vi was still holding.
“You should let me strip the bed, or do you wanna sleep on the wet sheets?” Vi asked.
“At this point, I don’t care about anything except you getting into bed now.”
Vi still took the time to strip the bed before wrapping them both in the plush blanket, insisting Caitlyn would be uncomfortable otherwise. She was probably right, so Caitlyn humored her.
When she finally got into the bed, Caitlyn said, “I really wanted to get you off.”
“Did you have fun?”
“Yeah but—”
“Then my job here is done. Maybe next time you can wear the strap.”
Caitlyn smiled. “Oh, I intend to.”
Vi laughed as Caitlyn snuggled next to her. Before long, she drifted to sleep with the promise of tomorrow.