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bambi-patel:

Bambi groaned at the pull of the chains against her flesh. She loved the nip of pain against her skin. “Anything.” Her voice horse against her skin. The gold in her eyes met Sadie’s eyes with a nod. “Pull those again baby.”

Sadie wrapped the chains around her fingers and loosened the grip, shifting the chains, then snapped them tight again to draw parallel lines along the first ones. She ducked her head down to take one of Bambi’s nipples between her lips. She licked, then nipped, keeping those chains tight. “Mmm...!”

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bambi-patel:

Bambi moaned softly at the kisses on her neck. Her breast pressing into Sadie’s nude frame. She nipped the woman’s shoulder. “You can do whatever you wan to me, love.”

Sadie gathered some of those chains in her hands and tugged, drawing diamond shapes on Bambi’s flesh. A pleased little growl sounded from her throat and she nipped Bambi’s shoulder in return. “Anything?” She quirked an eyebrow.

#c: Bambi Patel #nsfw #p: aggressive marketing strategies

princess-jacqueline

Bambi brushed the exhausted woman’s from her brow. “Mhm its a wonderful way to taste it.” She replied and let the fingers roam freely as she watched Sadie recover from her high.

sadie-rose

Sadie curled up from the couch and pulled Bambi into a sloppy kiss. “Mmm... Now you?” She slid a hand down Bambi’s back, fingers catching in the chains, and shifted closer. She dropped kisses on her neck.

Her body felt delicious and shaky still.

#nsfw #c: Bambi Patel #p: aggressive marketing strategies

bambi-patel:

Extremely proud of herself, Bambi sat up on her knees and smiled down at the twitching burnette. “Scream to Allah but they can’t help you now.” She laughed and ran her fingers up the woman’s slit to collect the juices on her finger before popping her finger in her mouth. “You do taste splended, darling. And it is a wonderful sight. You all open and exposed for me.” Her smirk was like a cat with cream.

Sadie shivered and twitched again at the touch, giggling. “It’s all the watermelon.” Her head lolled against the couch, eyes closed and a blissful smile upon her face. Whether her meaning--that eating fruit made your pussy taste nice--was clear or not was not something her brain was currently equipped to worry about. She reached down to run her fingertips on Bambi’s thighs. “Darling, the things you do to me--!”

#c: Bambi Patel #nsfw #p: aggressive marketing strategies

missmarlowe:

Marlowe blushed at the girl and giggled nervously. She’d never really had a girl flirt with her before and it was definitely new territory. “I’m actually not doing anything after. Why? What do you have in mind?” She titled her head slightly, pretending like she wasn’t nervous.

Sadie leaned forward over the table, propper her chin on her hand and smiled up at the girl. That wasn’t discouraging... “Oh, finding out what two broke girls can do on a night off. I think there’s a free tango for pensioners in the park, and I’ve already got everything we need for White Russians back at my place. Do you think we could slip in among a crowd septuagenarians?”

#c: Marlowe Broussard #p: strong coffee at Steamy Stu's

rednails:

HOPES rise at the sight of the red purse, then crumble like new concrete rubbed between fingertips at the woman’s words. Seems they had the same taste, then. Similar to that short lived hope, Imogen gives up, lured into the comfort of the cushions, giving her feet a breather. ❝ Ah, no use… ❞ The woman murmurs, rubbing those tense spots at her temple. Then she realises how rude she sounds. Imogen, usually so eloquent. Usually so ordered, too, but tonight she’s lost the master of her phone, wallet and ID… It doesn’t need saying that Imogen’s less herself tonight. But this does: ❝ —Not that I don’t appreciate the concern, darling. I do, really. I just mean I’ve looked up and down, so I’d rather save you the effort. ❞ Imogen lets a smile, now, facing her with eyes open. ❝ —–Imogen, by the way. ❞

"Sadie. God, I'm sorry." She sits down next to the girl, her mouth in a sympathetic moue. "Maybe it will turn up. And if not, you should let the cops and your credit card company know. Do you live far? I'm on foot myself but I'll get your cab. Do you still have your keys?"

She couldn't help but fuss. Ever since she'd been on the road with Berenice and the Footlight Dears, she'd had a tendency to appoint herself mother hen.

#c: Imogen Kirke #p: red velvet purse

bambi-patel:

Nothing was better than a beautiful woman being reduced to whimpers and moans. It was one of Bambi’s favorite sights. To see a strong female primal with lust gave her power. She kept up the vigorous tongue fuck on Sadie’s clit as her fingers entered her soaking core two wide and knuckle deep. Women cared so much about oral. They primed themselves to be oral sex ready at all times, while men never worried about the taste of their cum or if there was a scent of sweetness to welcome the eater. Sadie was like syrup. Smooth and sweet, clinging to Bambi’s lips like a gloss she delighted in the experience.

"Oh God, oh baby, darling, oh Jesus motherfucking Christ!"

Bambi had barely got a few strokes of her fingers in before Sadie clenched around them, rocked by her first orgasm in... oh, days, and the last time had been an unsatisfactory routine wank. It left her pussy pulsing and her clit so sensitive that the slightest of touches would send her leg twitching. She had curled up as her muscles had tensed, and now fell back, panting. "Oh, Bambi... s-softly now-- oh Lord..."

#p: aggressive marketing strategies #c: Bambi Patel #nsfw

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sadie-rose:

After a moment, Sadie managed to pick her jaw up off the floor. “Wow,” she said as she took the glass. Leah in street clothes had been pretty, but Leah dressed up was blowing that whole teacher/potential student ethical dilemma clean out of her head.

Her eyes dropped downwards. “Thank you. Um. You look good.” The statement was innocent enough, but the flush on her face and the slightly dazed look in her eyes as she looked up and smiled was nowhere in the vicinity of heterosexual.

Leah just smiled, not missing for a second the way Sadie was looking at her, leaning in a little to whisper in her ear. ‘ it’d look great on your bedroom floor. ’ she teased before downing another shot, the burn passing through her throat only managing to make her want more.

Her hands placed on Sadie’s hips & pulled her closer. ‘ So tell me, what brings you to freak ? ’ she didn’t come here too often because it wasn’t her type of scene, but maybe she could get used to it.

sadie-rose

"Flyers," Sadie said, holding up the remains of her much reduced stack, "and cheap liquor. Next one's on me." She stuffed the flyers as far as they would go in her tiny purse and rested her arms on Leah's shoulders. Now wasn't this nice? The music wasn't right for slow dancing, more's the pity, and a lady clad all in squeaky latex bumped into Sadie's shoulder as she was led past. Not her fault--she was efficiently blindfolded. Nonetheless Sadie moved closer.

#C: Leah #p: a girl's gotta eat

bambi-patel:

Bambi was cruel and played like the words and begging fell on deaf ears. She cupped the tit in front of her and suckled from it like it was her last meal. After a bit more whining, the caramel skinned beauty moved her kisses downward. “Sads, you know I don’t like demands.” Her fingers pulled the woman’s panties off, exposing her to the air of the room before her mouth took hold on the nub of nerves Bambi had wanted to feast on since agreeing to hook up.

“Oh God! I’m sorry, darling, how naughty of me-ee-eehh--” She bit her tongue to stop more filthy suggestions and begging from tumbling off her lips.

Her clit’s been worked up so sensitive it would almost be painful if Bambi wasn’t so damn good at what she was doing. Sadie hooked her flailing leg behind the couch just to keep from accidentally kicking her. Her hips undulated softly up against Bambi’s wonderful fucking mouth; keeping still was simply not an option. Her finger curled against the cushions of the sofa as she moaned aloud, wracked with pleasure. She was reduced to Bambi’s helpless plaything... though the way she was going Sadie would be coming in about twelve seconds.

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srslexh:

Leah smiled at the woman before parting ways, she immediately went back home to change into something more adequate to the place, a single black bodycon dress with brgndy stilettos for the pop of colo & a black matte cltch, she was determined to impress the woman. Getting there at thestrck of 10:30, she ordered herself a shot as she waited for Sadie.

She qickly fond her amongst the crowd when the other arrived, smiling as she walked over to her. ‘ Hello. ’ She said as she stood beside her. ‘ Thoght you’d never show up. ’ She teased, handing her a shot glass.

After a moment, Sadie managed to pick her jaw up off the floor. "Wow," she said as she took the glass. Leah in street clothes had been pretty, but Leah dressed up was blowing that whole teacher/potential student ethical dilemma clean out of her head.

Her eyes dropped downwards. "Thank you. Um. You look good." The statement was innocent enough, but the flush on her face and the slightly dazed look in her eyes as she looked up and smiled was nowhere in the vicinity of heterosexual.

#c: Leah #p: a girl's gotta eat

bambi-patel:

Bambi was quick to grind into the woman’s wet panties. She loved knowing she could generate such a reaction from Sadie in such a short time. A bit of a narcissist, Bambi always took credit for the level of arousal she could get out of people as that from her own doing.

“That can be easily done.” Her brown eyes rolled back as she humped once again against the silt clad mound of the other woman. Her head soon ducked back down to feast on the cream colored breast before her. Taking her time work up the left one, then suckle like a newborn as her tongue flicked against the nip happy between her lips.

Sadie's senses went nuts at the contact between their mounds, and with Bambi's wonderful soft warm tongue on her nipple, she couldn't help a long-drawn out moan of need. She pulled their hips together, squirming to get more. She might indeed combust, she had been wanting this so badly. "Fucking fuck me Bambi, you gorgeous creature," she panted. "Trib with me, love, I need it..."

#c: Bambi Patel #p: aggressive marketing strategies #nsfw

missmarlowe:

Marlowe smiled at her new customer. “Strong black coffee, coming right up.” It was a simple order, but then again, everything at Steamy Stu’s was simple. That was its charm, after all. She brought the coffee to the girl quickly and decided to add a bit of small talk. “Rough day?” she asked, remembering her sigh when she first came in.

“I shouldn’t complain.” Sadie drew in the scent of the coffee and sipped it; it was too hot, of course, but her tongue would just have to forgive her. “Just like I shouldn’t have coffee when I’m stressed, and I probably shouldn’t ask you what you’re doing after your shift.”

She winked at the waitress over the rim of her coffee, ready to laugh the flirt off if there was no answering ground, but equally ready to go through with it if there was. Gosh, she didn't even know if Marlowe was into girls, but she was lonely...

#c: Marlowe Broussard #p: strong coffee at Steamy Stu's

rednails-blog1

❝ YOU haven’t seen a red velvet purse around by any chance, have you?? ❞

Her voice is steady, acting like makeup which covers both her minor irritation and her major worry. All she’d like is to go home now, curl up in bed— and after this dilemma, with a glass of wine for company. But first, Imogen needs to rake red nails through dirty-blonde tresses, the curls of today still glossy &. bouncy enough for a cartoon, and find it. ❝ —Before you answer, know you’d be just about my favourite person if you have… ❞

sadie-rose

“Sorry, darling, just this one.” Sadie patted her own red velvet purse. Tiny, impractical purses were one of her many weaknesses. “Oh, God, let me guess, it had your wallet in it?”

She felt almost as tired as the girl looked, but she felt for her. At least she was sober and not coming off a long shift, unless you counted the rounds she’d done with her flyers. “Why don’t you sit down for a moment and I’ll go have a look around the room? I’m Sadie...”