❛ — kiissme / faye brookes.
Could anyone imagine this out of Faye Brookes? Not likely. Then again, when was the last time the redhead had been with someone that would drop everything once they’ve learned Faye was stressed and needed a night full of sweet release to get her through the week of exams, double shifts and all the things that would stress a college student? It was far too long. Far too long since she met anyone that could surpass her stamina like Carol did, without breaking a sweat or even needing a break in between. And that was exactly what Faye needed at the moment. W e l l. Every moment, it seemed, when Carol Danvers walked into the room. How could she resist when her touch felt so electric on her skin, goosebumps immediately prickling her skin and a tingling sensation between her legs. She couldn’t resist the older woman even if she tried.
It was her tongue that got her through the past few days with the holiday season looming making the patrons at the bar insufferable. Professors cracking down on exams and the stress growing and growing. But it was fine, as long as she’d have Carol to make it all better with every body shuddering orgasm she could give her. And she did. Mouth, tongue and fingers had made her cum hard and fast each and every time, feeling her throat straining with every moan and cry leaving her lips, pleasure heightened and build up to explode each and every time. Tears may have come the last time, there wasn’t any breaks in between. That’s how Faye liked it. The sweet pain of over stimulation was what she craved each time they were together, pushing boundaries she didn’t know she needed to cross. Carol was a glorious woman, the sex between them like a drug that she needed.
Her cunt was dripping, soaked with heated release — how many was it? Not enough, that was for sure, laying on her stomach on the bed, wrists bound and stretching against the restraint. Not to get free, mind you, simply to make sure that she would not. Now it was the thick bulge of the silicone cock filling her greedy cunt, every inch plunged into the depth of her, thrusts of the other hitting her sweet spot each and every time, making her thighs tremble and body seize up with pleasure. It was the sound of her making the toy cock wet, however, that encouraged her to take it over and over. She was a heated mess, feeling her juices trickle down her thighs as she kept her knees bent, feeling the thrusts making them bounce on the bed and wordless cries spilled from parted red lips. Everything was gone from her head, nothing else at the moment mattered except for the feel of Carol filling her deep and making her feel whole.
Her voice, though, cut right through, as well as the slowing of her hips right as she felt the rise of another orgasm was coming, making her cry out in frustration. “No!,” she let out in gasp, shaking her head, “No, no, please, don’t—” Her head going down and a whine smothered against the sheets of the bed, teeth catching the fabric, biting down and tugging as she was desperate to move against her, to feel more of her, harder, faster. Her mind worked into a frenzy, needing to cum, thoughts of drenching the toy cock only to have it fill her mouth and swallow herself. How she tasted. How unfair to tease her like this, to delay yet another orgasm to drown herself in. “Please, baby…” the words muffled, her mind relaxing as she felt her touch, that electric touch at her nipple, the squeeze delighting her stiffened peaks, hips jolting slightly with a whimper as the same fingers touched her clit. Electric. Lifting her head, she looked back at Carol, a pout on her face. “I want more…. I want so much more…” Lips parting to release a withering moan, closing her eyes as body quivered at the feel of her fingers on her clit. “…..keep….mmm, keep goin’…. Please, I wanna cum for you so many more times…. Please, please… I need it…”
i need it, @letitreiign for carol with faye.
How to Relieve Stress, a book by Carol Susan Danvers. She only needed to sell one copy and Faye Brookes was the buyer. The contents of the manual being put to good use exams, professors, greedy and sloppy customers at the bar ; each one added another ounce of pressure to the college student. Each reason required a quivering orgasm to rid it powerfully from the redhead’s body.
And Carol Danvers was only happy to oblige.
There was not a lick of tiredness felt in the strong body of the pilot. What better use to make of her stamina training than this? The muscles at her thighs felt a slight strain from each thrust of the silicone that slid with such ease into Faye’s dripping core, but her energy levels were easily at a full tank. The plastic nearly squelched as it stretched her walls to that sweet spot, halted for a second and then was brought back out, the same sounds filled the room along with the long mewls of the lovers.
She cannot help the full smile when Faye begged, it doesn’t force her to laugh but Carol does chuckle under her breathe quietly. When Faye’s hips shook at the flick of the digit against her clit, the blonde could feel the desire to tease her lover ebb away, but not enough for her to do so right away.
❝ But baby ... fuck ... ❞ Carol tensed and it forced the strap to halt its slow movements that had continued but now stopped fully. ❝ Sounds so good when you say PLEASE ... ❞ So fuckin’ good, she thought, and it made the pilot shiver a cold trickle down the spine that made her shake.
❝ You’re sure you don’t want me to stop? ❞ She whispered, fingers began a trail from Faye’s waist, up along her spine, slowly taking its slow time with the feather touch before fingers danced across the column of the neck before they tangled into hair the colour of fire.
Carol Danvers had no intention of stopping. Only teasing.
With one swift thrust of her hips, the dildo slid with such ease into Faye’s warm, soaked core until the hilt, while she massaged at her lover’s clit. ❝ You make such good sounds, baby. I won’t tease you again ... for now. P r o m i s e. But are you gonna cum for me again? ❞ The silicone tube was pulled and then slammed back in, the sound of skin slapping skin filled the space between them.
Contents of book fuck the stress out of your lover.
