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Nancy Wheeler is such a Priss	By : MTL Category: -Misc TV Shows > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 3990 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Robin Buckley could never have imagined it was possible for her to be this happy. She'd tried, but happiness was something which happened to other people. Normal people. Not girls who wanted other girls. Who wanted a girlfriend. And really, where was she supposed to find one of those? Especially in a small town? But it actually happened, and with pretty much the last girl she would have expected. But Nancy Wheeler had proven to be full of surprises, and Robin loved her for it. And so many other things. Everything, really. This girl was perfect, in her admittedly biased opinion. Or at least, perfect for her. In ways which the poor, hopeless lesbian couldn't have even imagined. Ways which made her blush, just thinking about them.
Like, the best she thought she could hope for was a girl looking to practice for a guy, who would then kick her out of bed the moment they were done. But Nancy showed her so much love and tenderness, it was truly overwhelming. God, Robin had never been happier than in this moment, and they weren't even kissing or having sex. Both of which Robin loved, and would hopefully happen soon. Like it had every time they'd been alone together for the past week or so. And yet, just getting to lay in her own bed, with another girl in her arms was like the best thing ever. Her girlfriend! Her girlfriend, Nancy freaking Wheeler, was in her arms, and even though the TV was on, the two of them weren't really watching it. They were just together, in this quiet moment, and everything was perfect. Which of course, Robin just had to ruin by opening her big mouth.
Or more accurately, chuckled softly, which had Nancy frowning against her chest, and questioning, "What?"
"Nothing." Robin protested unconvincingly.
Nancy sighed, reluctantly lifted her head, and gave her girl a look, "Robin?"
"What?" Robin protested again, before sighing, "I was just... being stupid."
"Probably." Nancy admitted, and then pushed, "But tell me anyway. Please? I told you, I don't want there to be any secrets between us. Not again."
"It's not..." Robin began, before sighing again in defeat, and then beginning to ramble nervously, pretty much without pausing for breath, as she often did around her precious Nancy, "I was just thinking about that sleepover we had right before we got together. You know, the one you insisted on us snuggling, just like this, because you said it was what all girls did during sleepovers? God, I was so miserable, because I was so close to what I couldn't have. And I was terrified you were about to figure out I was a freak who liked girls. Or worse, I'd do something stupid, and ruin what we had. And now? I'm just... I'm just so, happy. I... I didn't think I could be this happy."
"Robin..." Nancy smiled fondly, reaching down to gently stroke the other girl's face, "You do know, I was trying to seduce you, right?"
"Well, now I do." Robin blushed.
"Only because I spelled it out for you. And stuck my tongue in your mouth." Nancy quipped dryly, laying down upon Robin's nearest available breast, and smiling fondly, "Honestly, you're such a dingus."
"Yeah, well..." Robin forcefully replied, so unused to having that word used against her that she just blurted out, "Girls are confusing. Especially you."
"Me?" Nancy frowned, reluctantly lifting her head again, "What's so confusing about me?"
"Well, one second, you're all about boys. The next..." Robin began, quickly realizing this was a mistake, and trying to dig herself out of it, only to end up digging herself deeper, "And, and one second, you're super sweet and loving, the next you're like a dominatrix, or something. And yet, here you are, being little spoon, or whatever the fuck. Which... confusing!"
For a few long seconds, Nancy just smiled fondly at Robin, then she explained, "Firstly, this? This is not spooning. But I do get your point. Not that it matters, because I'm comfortable enough with our roles in this relationship to be in any position I want. Also, you have bigger boobs, which make such wonderful pillows."
"I like your boobs!" Robin blurted out.
There was a brief pause, then Nancy blushed, "Come on, you don't wish they were bigger?"
"Their perfect." Robin insisted, "You're perfect."
"Dingus." Nancy grumbled through a blush, then sternly added, "But in all seriousness, if... if I ever go too far, I want you to tell me."
"Okay." Robin said softly, and nonchalantly. Then when Nancy gave her a look she protested, "Okay, okay, I promise."
"Good." Nancy said, before smirking, "As for why I've been acting like a dominatrix? It's because there is just something about you which, inspires me. It's new, and exciting, and I can't get enough. And apparently, neither can you. And, this isn't always the case, but sometimes, when it's two girls, or two boys... one is the dominant one, and the other is submissive. And you, Robin Buckley, are just the perfect little bottom."
"Hey!" Robin protested.
"It's not an insult. Just a fact." Nancy explained, "And as a journalist, or at least hopefully one in the future, I seek the truth. And when we touch, I want to tell you what to do and be in control. And you just, let me. There's nothing wrong with it, as long as I don't push you too far. And I'm trying not to, I really am. But you just make it so easy to push."
For a few long seconds, Robin's face was redder than her hair, then she squeaked, "You don't have to push. I'd do anything for you."
"That's what I love about you. And what I'm afraid of." Nancy admitted, leaning down to kiss Robin gently, and then admitting, "I just... I want to give my girl everything she wants. Everything she needs."
"You do." Robin said softly, before frowning, "Wait, if I'm a bottom, then you're-"
"A top." Nancy finished for her, and then when Robin looked confused, she continued, "As in, on top. Like you're on the bottom. Which we literally are, at this very moment."
"Yeah, but..." Robin blushed at the realization, then questioned, "Did, did you read that in a book, or..."
"Let's just say, a little birdie told me." Nancy grinned, before teasing, "Honestly Robin, you think you're the only one, but if you weren't so busy being a dingus, you might notice that you're not."
"Not what?" Robin frowned in confusion.
"The only freak, as you put it." Nancy said dryly, before sarcastically adding, "On an unrelated note, what are you doing Friday night?"
"Whatever you want." Robin said softly and dreamily, then when Nancy gave her a look, she protested, "I mean, officially I'm working, but I can get out of it. And I will, if you want. I'd, I'd do anything for you, Nancy. And to be fair, compared to following you into a world of monsters, this is basically nothing."
"Good." Nancy chuckled, "Because I got us a double date with Eddie and Steve."
There was a brief pause, then Robin cautiously questioned, "As in, you and Steve, and me and Eddie?"
Which caused Nancy Wheeler to literally laugh in her girlfriend's face, which made Robin wince, and in turn had that humour quickly be replaced by pity, "Oh, you're serious. Wow Robin, sweetie, we've got to work on your insecurities. They were kind of cute at first. Charming, even. But I'm beginning to wonder what it will take to prove myself to you."
"Sorry." Robin quickly apologized, before her brain caught up, "Wait, so... you and me... and, Eddie and Steve?"
"Yes." Nancy said bluntly.
"But, Steve isn't... you know..." Robin pointed out hesitantly.
"Queer?" Nancy offered, before arguing, "Maybe he isn't aware of himself yet. Or, maybe he just doesn't want to admit it. Even to himself. I know what that's like."
There was another brief pause, and then Robin protested, "But Steve isn't gay! I'd know if he was."
"More then me? His ex-girlfriend?" Nancy questioned with amusement.
"Well, I..." Robin began, although for once she was lost for words.
"Besides, I never said he was gay. And believe me, he isn't." Nancy grinned, briefly thinking back to her time with him fondly, before pointing out, "But maybe he's bi? You know, like me?"
"Bi?" Robin frowned in confusion.
"Bisexual." Nancy explained, before smiling fondly, "Wow, you're so bad at this stuff."
"Well, sorry we all can't be Nancy Wheeler, who just has to be perfect at everything." Robin grumbled bitterly, "Even being, you know, queer?"
"I'm not perfect." Nancy said quickly, before pointing out, "If I was, I'd kiss you in the middle of school, regardless of who was watching. But I'm scared. I've fought monsters, and helped save this town. Maybe even the world but I'm scared what people would think. What they might do, if they knew just how much I adored you."
"I'm scared too." Robin quickly pointed out, "And I wouldn't want to put you through that. Hell, I don't want to go through it. Ever. And I don't know why you even bother with me, if you like both. Why take the risk?"
"Because you're worth it." Nancy replied instantly, and then when Robin gave her a look, she continued, "Maybe I'm wrong about Steve. Maybe I'm not. But I know what it's like. Passing for straight. It's easy, when you always have options. Which sounds conceited, but I do. And so does he. But, then you meet someone, and you just can't ignore these feelings anymore. And it's annoying, and inconvenient, but eventually, you just have to take the risk. Because what's the alternative? Spend your life wondering what if? Wishing you had been brave enough to try? Settle for something you don't want, because it's easier? No, I followed my heart. And I hope Steve, and everyone else, does too, as I'm happy Robin. You make me so, so happy. I love you."
There was deafening silence, and what was the longest pause yet, and then Robin questioned in disbelief, "Really?"
"Yeah...." Nancy said awkwardly, before pointing out, "And it would be nice if you said it back."
"Huh? Oh God Nance, I love you, I love you, I love you!" Robin blurted out, before grumbling, "You have to know that. Right? I'm like, the opposite of subtle. And I'm pretty sure I've been practically screaming it with my eyes, since before we even, you know, were a we. And, oh God Nance, you took my heart, then you took everything else. You said yourself. I'm yours. 100%. I-"
Thankfully before she embarrassed herself any further with her words, Robin was silenced with a soft pair of lips pressing against her own. Only this time, Nancy didn't pull back more or less instantly. Far from it. In fact, that kiss was long and lingering. And instead of staying curled up to her girlfriend's side, Nancy now mostly had her body pressing down on top of Robin, which was incredibly thrilling, even when they were both fully clothed. Not that it was that way for long. No, soon the brunette was pulling her shirt and bra off, before starting to work on the redhead's shirt and bra. Something which was very much welcomed, even if that redhead then pushed for something else she wanted from the brunette.
"Wait!" Robin asked, breaking the kiss.
"What?" Nancy questioned in confusion, unsure what she could have done wrong, compared to all the 'pushing' she had done lately.
"I wanna try being on top. Literally, at the very least." Robin scrambled to explain, "I, I want to worship your body. God Nance, I've wanted that for so long. But, you always have to drive me crazy for letting me try. And even then, I'm cum drunk half the time, and exhausted from the way you fuck me. I want to go first this time. Give you what you deserve. Please? I want it so bad."
"Okay..." Nancy said nonchalantly after a brief pause, falling onto her back in then smirking, "Go on then. Worship my body. Show me what you think I deserve."
It wasn't fair. How on earth did Nancy Wheeler seem so confident and relaxed when lying back, waiting for someone else to touch her? Robin was always a nervous wreck when the roles were reversed. Couldn't truly believe it was happening, as it just seemed too good to be true. And terrified that she was going to screw it up at any moment. Because fuck, Nancy Wheeler really, really was a goddess. Hell, for a few long minutes there she just had to admire the heavenly sight in front of her, before going right for those cute little tits, which this goddess of a woman was somehow insecure about. Oh yes, Robin was only too happy to use whatever amount of control. She had now to show her girlfriend that she loved every part of her, including this.
"So, so perfect..." Robin gasped huskily, as she did so, "Every part of you is perfect."
Nancy had always strived for perfection, but ironically, that had only made her resent the word. Because she knew better than anyone, there was nothing which was truly perfect. Everything could be improved. Herself definitely included. At the same time, she worked hard to look her best, and she was proud of what she accomplished. It was just, did Robin have to go for her biggest insecurity right off the bat? But at the same time, it was wonderful to feel a soft pair of lips cover those tiny bee stings in kisses, and ultimately a mouth wrapped around a nipple, so Robin could first lick, and then suck it. She then went back and forth, repeating the process, and causing Nancy to moan softly and happily.
When she allowed her insecurities to get the best of her, Nancy actually considered getting a boob job. Nothing ridiculous, but giving herself a solid B-Cup. Maybe one which could look closer to a C-Cup, with the right bra? However, she would probably never be able to seriously go through with it, given how embarrassing it would be. And, while she hadn't researched it, she imagined it would make her nipples less sensitive. Which in this moment, definitely seemed like a bad thing. Most importantly, Steve, Jonathan and now Robin had all wanted her, regardless of her measurements. Hell, Robin was even going out of her way to soothe this insecurity, making Nancy love her even more.
Eager to show this, Nancy reached down, and began stroking that short bob of red hair. Something which had Robin looking upwards, and grinning proudly around the nipple in her mouth. Which was a lot different to whenever she normally received encouragement. The type which, for the most part, made her girl blush. And to be fair, these were very different circumstances. However, this did suggest that maybe, just maybe Robin could potentially be dominant. Probably not for any length of time, but at least temporarily. Something Nancy should've welcomed, given that falling for a girl had told her that she liked a variety of different things. But honestly, it kinda annoyed her. Which was a bit petty, but she just couldn't help herself.
She had really got comfortable with being the one in control, so just lying back and letting Robin take the lead was not only jarring, but Nancy kind of hated it. But, it seemed only fair that she gave this a decent chance, to see if it was something that at least one of them would like. Robin deserved that, and so much more. Especially after everything she'd been through. After what the girl she loved, and claimed to love her, had put her through. Besides, maybe there was a way to top from the bottom? Now that could be fun. And there were few things that Nancy Wheeler liked better than a challenge. Yes, this was potentially very fun experiment. Even if this part of it maybe lasted a little too long for her liking. Especially as her cunt was begging for attention.
Robin didn't feel in control, in that moment. In fact, it was exactly the opposite, given that she had surrendered to her lust. Her lust for Nancy Wheeler. Because she meant what she said, every inch of this body was perfect, as far as she was concerned. And it was so wonderful to get to worship this part of her girlfriend's body, which sadly didn't receive the attention it deserved. Mostly because by the time Nancy was done playing with her body, poor Robin could barely think coherently. And the other girl seemed content with shoving her face directly into her cunt. Or sitting on her face. Or just simply 'the top' ordering 'the bottom' to make her cum, and what was she supposed to do? Not immediately put her everything into making another girl cum?
She was far too gay for that. And more importantly, hopelessly in love with Nancy Wheeler. Especially now a confession of love had been returned. Which was hopefully exactly what she was showing with every lick and suck of those cute little nipples. Something which Robin tried her best to keep soft and gentle, even though she got much louder sounds from going harder. Although she couldn't resist adding her hands into the mix, given this allowed her to work over which ever nipple wasn't in her mouth at the time. Then, all of a sudden, the hand stroking her hair tightened it's grip, and she was pulled upwards into a kiss, making it crystal clear who was really in control here. Which honestly, was the way they both wanted it.
"Take off your pants. And mine!" Nancy ordered huskily after a brief but passionate kiss, "And for God's sake, get on with it."
"Okay." Robin replied weakly.
Which wasn't her finest hour, although she had grown very fond of taking off her clothes in front of Nancy Wheeler, giving what wonderful rewards it could lead too. In fact, Robin didn't even really think about it, she just did it, making sure to pull off her panties in the process. She then awkwardly removed her socks, and did the same with the other girl, before reaching for those other pants. The ones attached to Nancy Wheeler. Only then did Robin hesitate, and even then, it was only briefly, giving she would be rewarded for bravery. So she took a calming breath, then slowly removed those pants, before doing the same with the other girl's panties, taking her time with both, so she could savour the moment.
Then she allowed herself a few long seconds just to admire the incredible sight in front of her, before leaning down, and pressing a kiss to Nancy's right foot. She allowed a few long seconds for this as well, maybe a full minute, as it really did feel like she was only worthy of grovelling before the feet of this incredibly beautiful woman. Which clearly pleased Nancy, given the grin on her face. Which in turn, made Robin want to stay there longer than planned. However, she was just about able to force herself to head north, making her way slowly up those long legs, and then back down the other. Something which got a frustrated cry out of the brunette, which for once had the redhead smiling proudly to herself. Oh yes, for once it was Robin who was being a tease, and she had to admit, it was kind of fun.
"Don't you dare!" Nancy snapped, when Robin finally made her way back up, and then looked like she was going to go down one of her legs again, but that would not be tolerated. So, for better or for worse, she gave the other girl an ultimatum, "You can eat my pussy right now, or just watch as I just get myself off."
There was a long pause, then in a surprising move for her, Robin replied, "Fine, but next time, I get to kiss every inch of you."
Nancy had to admit, that sounded hot, at least on paper. But she wondered whether Robin really thought it through? After all, how enjoyable would it be to have her arms kissed? Her hair? Her back? Well, maybe that last one would be fun, but even then, to kiss every inch of it would be time-consuming. And honestly, just having Robin's lips sliding up and down her legs, and especially kissing her feet, was enough to drive her crazy. Hell, just being Robin's presence did that. God, was this what she had been doing to her girl? Nancy had never felt more guilty. And yet, in a weird way, it was worth it, as from the combination of that promise, and the feeling of Robin Buckley finally getting her head down, and sliding her tongue over her needy little pussy was almost enough to make her cum.
Or at least, it felt like it, and in these heavenly moments, it was certainly enough to have her throw her head back, and letting out a loud cry. One which made her glad that Robin's parents were currently watching TV really loud in the living room, and the TV in this room was still on, so there was good chance they wouldn't hear her. However, if she made too many sounds like that, she might have to consider silencing herself with a pillow, or something. Which would be a shame, given she knew just how encouraging moans, whimpers and cries of pleasure could be. And God, was she ever making them now. Something that Nancy would be a lot more embarrassed about, if Robin Buckley wasn't such a natural when it came to this.
There was never any doubt about that. Oh yes, ever since the first time, it had been crystal clear that Robin Buckley's purpose in life was to eat pussy. And more importantly, Nancy Wheeler's pussy. Like this girl's mouth and tongue had actually put on this Earth as a precious gift for Nancy to use whenever she wanted. Which surely, had to be a way to balance things out. Oh yes, facing monsters on a regular basis wasn't so bad, when she had such a talented cunt licker at her beck and call. And Nancy was excited to see exactly what Robin could do, now she had the chance to go at her own pace. So it was a little disappointing when she received a series of rapid licks, most of which lingered over her clit.
Admittedly, it was impossible to complain about that at first, given how wonderful it felt. Also, after being on the receiving end of more teasing than usual, and just usually thinking about Robin all day, Nancy was more than ready for that. Ready to cum hard and fast. And yet, she'd also been experiencing something else. Which was a genius move on Robin's part, to manipulate Nancy into making a choice for them to go slow. Or her inexperience and simple excitement had gotten the better of her. Again. Not that it really mattered. No, either way, they both seem to get what they wanted. Even if the brunette felt a little guilty for taking control away from the redhead. Again. Even if it was clearly what they both preferred.
"Slow down!" Nancy groaned, ironically pushing Robin's face more firmly against her cunt so she could get her attention, even though that probably suggested she actually wanted the opposite of her words, "Ooooooooooh yessssssssss, you want to worship me? Worship my pussy? Be in control? Then do it! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, lick me nice and slow. Nice and slow, mmmmmmmmmm, Goooooooooooooddddddddddddd yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss, that's it! Just like that! Just like that, oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Robin! Oh Robin, oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you're so good at this. Soooooooooo good, at eating pussy. Oh God, baby, mmmmmmmmmm, you make me feel so good."
Robin's heart fluttered every time she got a compliment from a pretty girl, regardless of how innocent it was. But this was far from innocent, and the compliments she loved the most came right out of Nancy Wheeler's seemingly innocent little mouth whenever they were having sex. Maybe especially, whenever she had the honour of eating this girl's pussy. Because for her, there was no other way to describe it. It wasn't returning the favour, or giving one to get one. No, it was the thing she most wanted. More than even being touched. And Nancy Wheeler was far, far too good for her. And yet, the redhead had almost screwed it up, by giving the beautiful brunette too much, too soon.
Thankfully, Nancy had only been too happy to take back control of the situation, giving Robin very clear commands, that she was only too happy to obey. Oh yes, she slowed down the speed of her licks, and started avoiding the other girl's clit, so she could give Nancy Wheeler what she deserved. Namely, a long, drawn-out pussy licking. Well, as far as Robin was concerned, Nancy Wheeler deserved the world. Sadly, she couldn't give her that, but she could give her this. Something which thankfully, very much pleased Nancy, both given her continuous verbal encouragement, and the fact that she would forget about all at in favour of simply laying back, and enjoying the lesbian's handiwork.
Which of course, came with moans, whimpers and cries of pleasure, which was the sweetest music to Robin's ears. Especially when combined with those words, creating the most beautiful melody which she could listen to forever. It was important not to become too lost in it, as throughout Nancy gave her clear instructions, telling Robin exactly what she wanted. And even, what she needed. Which again, felt like an honour to be able to give her. Even if it did more or less remove the idea that Robin was in control. Or that she ever could be. Because as it turns out, Nancy was right. Again. They both had their roles, with in this relationship, and it seemed that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't really escape those roles.
Again, it was hard for Robin to truly be upset about that, given this was her reward for it. Maybe especially this time, given that she got to spend what felt like hours in between the legs of Nancy Wheeler, savouring the taste, which she would do anything for. Which admittedly, wasn't quite as heavenly as Nancy Wheeler's cum, but it was still amazing. Oh God, her whole world became pussy. And more importantly, Nancy Wheeler's pussy. It was all she could see, all she could smell, and all she could taste. And all she could hear was Nancy Wheeler's soft sounds of enjoyment, and instructions, meaning that she was once again overwhelmed by her purpose in life, pleasing the goddess known as Nancy Wheeler.
Nancy felt like she was being greedy. She was used to returning the favour by now, or more than often than not, making Robin cum at least once before allowing her anywhere near her pussy, regardless of how aching it was for some attention. But now here she was, just laying back, and allowing Robin to do all the work. And sure, she regularly gave her encouragement, but she inevitably run out of things to say. Especially considering she had a distraction, in the form of a naturally talented tongue sliding over where she wanted it the most. Then there was the fact that she had to keep her voice down, and not make a sound louder than the TV still playing downstairs.
Of course, Nancy had every intention of making this up to Robin very, very soon. Namely, by pinning her down, and fucking her good and hard. Make her literally beg to cum. Again. And then, maybe instead of keeping her on the edge of orgasm, Nancy would actually allow Robin to cum right away? Hell, maybe even skipped the begging? Although, she was pretty sure they both enjoyed that. Among so many other things, which Nancy wanted to do right now, but she was trying not to think about them, given that the need for more was becoming unbearable. And not just more, but actually being able to cum. Something that she might have to beg for if she wasn't careful.
Which pushed Nancy to ultimately cry out, "More, oooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, give me more. Suck my clit, baby. Suck it, like the little slut you are! My slut! My little gay slut! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, that's it. Just like that. Oh yes, I need more. More, more, more, mmmmmmmmmm, MORE! Fuck me, oh my God! Please? Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh fuck, make me cum, otherwise no more pussy for you. Oooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, keep your privileges of eating my fucking cunt, by making me cum! Now, Robin! I'm not asking, I'm, mmmmmmmmm, I'm telling. Telling you, oh yes! Ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss! Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss, OH FUCK!"
Initially, she just planned to ask for more, but as she feared, once she started speaking again, at this stage, Nancy just couldn't stop herself from confessing what she really wanted. Hell, for that moment she truly became just like her girlfriend. Babbling on and on and on, saying more than she should, in the process. Even begging for more, if only for a moment. Although to her credit, even in this delirious state, Nancy was able to refocus, and give Robin very clear instructions. Which included grabbing her head with both hands, and pushing that pretty face of hers as deep as it could go into her needy little cunt, just to make sure the message was crystal clear. Something she was very much rewarded for, as Robin effortlessly made her cum.
Sadly, this did mean letting go of Robin's head, grabbing the nearest available pillow, and shoving it over her face. It was the only way she could be sure to silence the loud cry of pleasure which escaped her mouth, as she was bombarded with ecstasy. And even then, she couldn't be 100% sure it worked. But even if it didn't, she was confident that nothing would pull Robin from where she belonged in this moment. Not even one or both of her parents barging in to see their daughter performing her true purpose. Hell, as horrifying as that would be in reality, in that moment, it somehow only made the climax Nancy was experiencing that much more powerful. Which was really, really saying something.
Robin would have been content to worship Nancy Wheeler for the rest of her life. She really would. But at the same time, she had been aching to taste her cum. Hell, she had become increasingly desperate to make her girl cum, as she knew from experience how torturous a long, slow, gentle teasing could be. But as long as her 'top' was inflicting this upon herself, it seemed right to continue. At the same time, she was constantly listening out for permission to make the girl of her dreams cum. So as soon as she had permission to give her more, it seemed natural that she would get carried away. Something Nancy had to know, given she had seen first-hand it didn't take much to have Robin lose complete control of herself. Especially when pussy was involved.
To be fair, she tried her best to obey. To wrap her lips around that sensitive bundle of nerves, and suck it just enough to push her girl closer to climax. But clearly, she used just a bit too much pressure. Probably by a lot, and all of a sudden Nancy Wheeler was on the edge of orgasm, and ordering Robin to push her over it. And what was Robin supposed to do? Not immediately obey? Oh God, she really was a bottom. Then again, maybe that was okay, as long as Nancy Wheeler was her top? Because in Robin's admittedly biased opinion, Nancy Wheeler was the best top ever, who easily had the tastiest cum. Something that Robin was gifted with, as the goddess known as Nancy Wheeler came in her mouth, and all over her face.
It was more the latter than the former, given she wasn't able to move fast enough. Although to be fair, Robin was barely able to get her tongue into Nancy's pussy, before the other girl came. Then there was the fact that when that flavour hit her taste-buds, she pretty much lost the ability to think coherently. Her mouth just stayed there for a few long seconds, before she desperately tried to swallow whatever else she could. Thankfully, Nancy seemed in no hurry to push her away, given Robin the opportunity to make her cum again. Something which was never easier than at that moment, the cum hungry lesbian very much rewarded for her efforts as for the second time, she was able to swallow at least the majority of that precious liquid.
She was pretty sure that was the last time she made Nancy Wheeler cum, but the next thing poor Robin Buckley was really aware of was being pulled upwards, flipped onto her back and pinned down. God, where was Nancy getting the strength for this? Oh fuck, was she truly heaven sent? Although, while normally there seemed to be holy light radiating from this girl, now she looked like a predator which had just caught it's prey, and was about to devour it. Something that Robin would very much welcome. Hell, just the way the other girl was looking at her, made her feel like she was going to cum. And then again, when she kissed her. Well, maybe not quite, but at the very least it was a wonderful preview of what was to come.
Nancy felt like the kiss, and even seeing Robin trap beneath her, just might be enough to make her cum again. At the very least, it gave her some powerful aftershocks. Especially considering she was getting to taste her own cum and pussy cream during that kiss. God, she loved to taste herself that way, she hadn't thought she would like it, but that was just one of the many things she had learnt about herself while being with this wonderful girl. Like how good it felt to have another girl pinned down underneath her, their sweaty bodies pressing against each other in all the right places. So good, she just couldn't help grind herself downwards again, causing herself some very powerful aftershocks.
Given the way that even something as simple as this had Robin whimpering into the kiss told her that it would be very easy to make the other girl cum this way. Easy, but not necessarily so satisfying. Or at least, not as satisfying as it could be. Not that it stopped her from pushing her thigh between Robin's legs, and then grinning at the wetness she found there. And the pathetic whimper which was pushed into her mouth. And it didn't stop her from getting more of those whimpers, as for a few long minutes, Nancy enjoyed the aftershocks of her orgasms, and gave her girl a little preview of what she was about to do to her. Then she broke the kiss, stroked the pretty face underneath her, and grinned down at her girlfriend.
"Did anyone ever tell you, you're really good at that?" Nancy quipped.
"You." Robin said hoarsely, but proudly, even as she blushed as she added, "Like, a lot."
"Well, I still probably don't tell you enough." Nancy purred, leaning down to whisper into Robin's ear, "Because, oh baby, mmmmmmmm, you make me so happy."
"Yeah?" Robin grinned happily.
"I think the fact that my cum is covering your face right now proves that." Nancy chuckled, before quickly adding, "And I think someone deserves a reward for that, don't you?"
"Yes please. Ooooooooooooh yessssssssssssss, I'd like that very much." Robin enthusiastically nodded her head in agreement.
"How?" Nancy pushed, briefly pausing to nibble on her lover's earlobe, "Tell me what you want, baby?"
"Fuck me!" Robin asked, and then whimpered, "Please? I need it! I need to be fucked! Fucked by Nancy Wheeler. Please Nance, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck me!"
"That's not very specific." Nancy teased, punishing the other girl by rolling onto her side, and slightly away from the needy redhead, before she added, "Come on, baby. Use your imagination."
"Anything!" Robin blurted out, "Anything you want! Just please, make me cum? Please?"
"Anything? Ohhhhhhhhhh, baby. You should be careful what you say..." Nancy chuckled, before ordering, "But in that case, touch yourself. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, I want to see what Robin Buckley does when she's all alone, in this room, fucking herself while thinking about girls. Oooooooooooh yessssssssss, and mostly me, I hope."
"Oh.. I... I haven't been doing that." Robin admitted bashfully, before quickly clarifying, "Not since you asked me not too. Before? Yeah, a lot... but just, not lately."
"Because I said not too?" Nancy raised an eyebrow, then admitted, "Wow... I didn't think you'd actually do that."
"I'd do anything for you." Robin admitted softly.
"Wow..." Nancy murmured softly, needing a moment to process that, before gently taking Robin's right hand into her own, gently stroking it, and then pointing out, "But this? This is my hand. It belongs to me. Just like the pussy in between your legs. So, it'll be like I'm touching myself. Like Nancy Wheeler is fucking herself in Robin Buckley's bed. Understand?"
"Yes." Robin beamed happily, happy to do as she was told.
"But!" Nancy quickly stopped Robin from pulling her hand away, "You need my permission first. Oh yes, I like that. Yessssssssss, from now on, whenever you want to do this, I want you to call me, and ask permission. Then, if you've been good, and I'm not busy... I'll talk you through it. Tell you exactly what I want my hands to do to that amazing body of yours, which you gave to me."
"Okay." Robin squeaked, and then when she got a look from the other girl, she clarified, "I'm good with that."
"Good." Nancy beamed happily, before pushing, "So?"
"So?" Robin frowned, before realization hit, "Oh, right. Erm, can I touch myself? I mean, can I touch the body you own? Please?"
"Yes." Nancy smiled wickedly, then leaning in to whisper into Robin's ear again, "But listen to my instructions very carefully. I want you to slowly reached down, sliding your right hand down your stomach, until you reach that needy little cunt. Yesssssssssssss, that's it! Good girl. Who's my good girl? Ooooooooooh yesssssssssss, you are, you are. Mmmmmmmmm, but just rub yourself. Oh baby, I know, I know. You must really want to shove a finger in there, and fuck yourself silly. Probably as many fingers as you can get in there, huh? Make yourself cum nice and hard? Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh, you wanna cum nice and hard for me, right now? But you need permission for that. You need permission to make me cum, and make yourself cum. To touch that fucking cunt! Everything you do, is with my permission! Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Robin whimpered over and over again, first at Nancy's questions, and then just because she was so delirious with need.
Once again, Nancy felt guilty for torturing Robin, but comforted herself with the fact that the other girl was clearly enjoying herself, given the whimpers, cries and moans of pleasure that she was constantly letting out. Maybe more importantly, Robin did everything she was told, even though she was clearly aching for more than this. Aching to cum. Which was the least Nancy could do, after what her girlfriend had done for her. But, she just couldn't resist pushing her luck. First, just by enjoying the soft sounds echoing throughout the room, and the beautiful look on her girl's face. Then the brunette shuffled forwards, so that her body was pressed into the side of the redhead, before whispering in her ear again.
"Good girl, oooooooooooh yessssssssss, such a good girl for me." Nancy purred a few times, in one form or another, "God, I love seeing you like this. All hot and bothered, and desperate to cum. The sounds you make? The look on your face, and in your eyes? The way you feel around my fingers, or my tongue? Mmmmmmmmm, I love it, I love it, I love it! Yes, it's even better, when you actually get to cum for me. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, but then, it's over. And I'm not ready for this to be over. So do me a favour, and roll over? Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, that's it. Good girl. Let's try something new, to see if that can make you cum too. Oh, and remember, you ask permission first."
Honestly, Nancy really, should have shared her plan with Robin first. But she just couldn't seem to find the words to actually say it out loud. Hell, she couldn't believe she was even considering it, and she probably wouldn't for anyone else, but there was just something about Robin which pushed her buttons enough to make her want to try new things. Of course, she didn't just jump right into it. No, as soon as the redhead had awkwardly rolled over onto her stomach, the brunette was quick to push her head down, and start gently kissing her way down the other girl's back, the entire time wondering whether she could really go through with what she planned next.
Robin was very confused by what was going on, but she meant what she said. She would do anything for Nancy Wheeler. Admittedly, she hadn't expected to be put to the test like this. And honestly, there were other ways she would have rather been tested. Like anything which involved Nancy Wheeler touching her needy little pussy. But then again, maybe that was what this was, given the direction that the other girl was headed? On the other hand, it was hard to complain about this, given that she was touching herself again. While of course, imagining that it was Nancy Wheeler doing it. Something which would hopefully become a reality real soon. Along with Nancy Wheeler making her cum.
Then her eyes went wide with shock and delight, as prissy little Nancy Wheeler seemingly reached her destination, and literally kissed Robin's ass. As in, puckered up, and pressing her lips on the right butt cheek, and even lingering there, before moving over to the other. She then did this a few times, which was really weird, and definitely something that didn't seem like a 'top' thing to do. Hell, if the other girl was supposed to be the dominant one, surely shouldn't it be the other way around? Oh yes, the bottom in this relationship should be doing that. Which Robin felt more strongly, when prissy little Nancy Wheeler buried her face in between her cheeks, and slowly slid her tongue over her butt hole.
Initially, she slid it up and down that ass crack for a few strokes of her tongue, but it wasn't long before that soft muscle was very much focused on Robin's most private hole. Oh God, prissy little Nancy Wheeler was licking her ass hole! And it felt good! Extremely weird, especially given who this was. But undeniably, it felt good. And not just because Robin was currently rubbing her pussy. Fuck, Robin had no idea she could feel pleasure from there. And certainly not like this. And again, just the overwhelming fact of who this was had her whimpering, and feeling like she could cum at any second. Or at least, she could, if she just begged for more. Or made herself cum, but apparently, she was too much of a bottom to do that without permission.
"Okay, babe, finger yourself." Nancy purred as loudly as she dared, pulling herself away from Robin's ass just long enough to give her girl the permission that she had been waiting for. Or at least, one of them, "Ooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, reward yourself, for being a good girl. Fuck your cunt for me. Use the fingers I own, to fuck that lesbian pussy! Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, imagine it really is my fingers. But don't you dare cum. I'll be so disappointed if you cum. And you don't want to disappoint me, do you? No, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Robin Buckley wants to be a good girl, who cums when Nancy Wheeler says so. When her top says so, like the perfect little bottom she is."
As soon as she had permission, Robin shoved two fingers straight into her very welcoming pussy. Sadly, she couldn't follow up with fucking herself as hard as she wanted. Or at all. No, that would've made her cum instantly. Especially as Nancy seem to be pushing to do just that, given that her wicked little tongue seemingly tried to literally push inside of her ass hole. She didn't really succeed, but the fact that prissy little Nancy Wheeler was trying to penetrate Robin's ass with her tongue, very nearly made Robin cum. Oh God, she wanted to be a good girl, Nancy's good girl, but she really didn't know how much more of this she could take.
Nancy Wheeler couldn't believe she was eating someone's ass, and a girl's ass, no less. She'd been horrified to learn that was a thing, that someone would ever actually lick an ass hole, during her extensive research about sex, and couldn't ever, ever imagine herself actually doing it. Or worse, enjoying it. But here she was, doing just that. Well, admittedly, it wasn't nearly as fun as eating Robin's pussy, or fingering it, but when properly combined with other things, this could be a very effective tool in her arsenal. And now she was really, really looking forward to finding out what it was like to be on the other end of it. But not now, of course. She had far more important things to do, like make Robin Buckley cum for her. Which had quickly become one of the most important things in her life.
There was no doubt in her mind that she could make Robin cum this way, and maybe one day she would go through with it? However, Robin using her own fingers was fun, but not quite 100% satisfying for both of them, and honestly, Nancy hadn't been intended for it to go this long. No, she just got lost in licking another girl's ass hole. Which was embarrassing, even in her own head. But very, very hot. Still, Nancy was eager to make it up to her girl, so she reluctantly pulled her mouth away from Robin's butt hole again, this time quickly crawling up Robin's body, and then pressing down. The brunette then reached underneath the redhead, roughly pulled her hands out of the way, and replace them with her own.
Another cruelty? Perhaps, given that Robin barely had the chance to finger herself. Which must have been frustrating, especially after all the build-up. However, they both knew which fingers she preferred, a fact which was made crystal clear given the way that the poor little lesbian cried out loudly and joyfully as fingers from the other girl roughly entered her extremely ready pussy. Although in it's own way, Nancy knew this must be torturous, given how poor Robin was squirming and burying her face in the pillow in front of her, while whimpering, and was literally crying with need. Which was so heart-breaking, Nancy just couldn't deny her girl what she so desperately needed anymore.
"Cum for me! Cum like a good girl!" Nancy growled into Robin's ear, "Cum like a slut, who loves having her ass played with. Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, such a slut for me! Such a slutty little lesbian bitch! Ooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, who's my slutty little bottom? You are, yes you are! Mmmmmmmmm fuck, cum for your top! Ah fuck! Oh my God, baby, you feel so good! Sooooooooooo goooooooooddddddddd, around my fucking fingers. Oh God! I think, mmmmmmmmm, I think I'm going to, ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Gooooooooooooooooddddddddddddd yeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"
Honestly, Nancy hadn't expected, or even been trying, to cum. However, she was just on such a high from everything she had done to Robin, that simply grinding her body into the other girl's back, and more importantly her crotch into her ass, she just couldn't help it. And to be fair, it was nowhere near what she had experienced before, when her lesbian girlfriend was eating her out, but it was still pretty satisfying. Especially as she had Robin Buckley cumming so wonderfully hard on her fingers at the same time. Which maybe should've been it for the night, but for better or for worse, there was one more thing that Nancy wanted to try first. Something she was confident that would make this little slut cum again, and she was very much proven right.
Robin Buckley was in heaven. She had Nancy Wheeler's fingers hammering in and out of her needy little cunt, a thumb rubbing her clit, and the most wonderful encouragement being growled into her ear. And the feeling of Nancy biting on her neck, shoulders and back as Nancy tried to keep her own sounds of enjoyment down. The latter of which made her feel like she was marked as what she was, Nancy Wheeler territory. Oh God yes, Robin had been untouched land before this relationship, but now once again Nancy Wheeler was staking her claim. And thus, giving her feelings of such bliss, she didn't even care that they were probably making too much noise.
For better or for worse, Nancy rolled off of her once she had finished cumming. Not completely, as she was on her side, pressing against her body, but she obviously concentrated on staying still, so she wouldn't cum again. Which was a little disappointing, but not as much as those fingers being removed from her pussy. Which had her whimpering pathetically, but at this point, it was hard to complain, given how amazing that orgasm was. However, instead of being the end to their fun, Nancy replaced those fingers with the ones on her left hand, effortlessly building Robin back up to the edge of another orgasm, before triggering it. Namely, by prissy little Nancy Wheeler pushing the index finger on her right hand into Robin's butt.
They were nice and wet from her own cum and pussy cream, and Nancy did this nice and slowly, obviously trying not to hurt her too bad. But just the fact that prissy little Nancy Wheeler was shoving a finger up her ass would've probably been enough to make Robin cum again. Combined with two fingers in her pussy, and a thumb on her clit, made the climax was out of this world. And the other girl just was kept pumping those fingers in and out of her holes. And she pressed soothing kisses to the bite marks she had left, and whispered sweet words into her ear, which honestly, Robin was too far gone to hear. Which all just became too much, and the sarcastic little punk Robin Buckley literally started crying.
Clearly worried that she had gone too far, Nancy removed those fingers, and then, after a brief hesitation, simply wrapped her arms around Robin from behind and held her as she cried. Which was extremely embarrassing, but Robin just couldn't help herself. She was just so lost in the sensations echoing through her body, and even after she physically came down for her high, she was emotionally wrecked. Thankfully, she was given plenty of time to recover, before Nancy risked saying anything. Which allowed the redhead to enjoy the irony that she was now the little spoon to the brunette's big spoon, providing yet more proof of their preferred roles.
"I'm so sorry Robin." Nancy finally said, on the verge of tears herself, as she continued to apologize, "I just kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing, even when I knew I shouldn't. Not without asking you first. I didn't mean to hurt you, or do something you didn't like. I just got so carried away, and... I'm just so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
"No!" Robin croaked, "It's not that. I liked, that. It's just..."
"Just what?" Nancy pushed cautiously.
"You, you said you had options." Robin confessed, once again rambling without a filter, but in this vulnerable state even more so, "And let's face it, you always have. And you always will. But me? I didn't. You weren't supposed to be an option for me. No one was. I was alone, without options, praying that a pretty girl would even just smile at me one day. Even if it was just as friends. And now? Now Nancy fucking Wheeler is constantly finding new way she can give me orgasms, while making me feel so loved and cared for, and I just... I don't know if I can handle it. The things you make me feel, they're just... so amazing, and overwhelming, I think I'm going to die from happiness."
Nancy smiled bashfully, then promised, "It's overwhelming for me, too."
"Yeah?" Robin beamed.
"Yeah." Nancy confirmed softly, before telling her lover, "I love you."
"I love you, too." Robin returned without hesitation, before the two girls became lost in more kissing and cuddling, among other things.
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