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The smell of weed wafted thorugh the air, Yuna didnt quite know wether to be frustrated or envious . The longing of a life she hadnt gotten to live lingered in her mind. Of college parties with the warmth of a soft figure on top of her. Peaking around the corner she notes the door of the guest room open, voices eminating from them.
Svetlana hadn't breathed the intoxiacting air in ages, leaning back to enjoy the way it made her body relax. Rose looked beautiful beside her. Her hair falling around her face as she takes the blunt. Her lips plump, beautiful, surely as soft as her name suggests as they wrap around the filter. Taking in the drug with ease before she playfully blows it back to svetlana.
"So rude" Svetlana's voice enamored with the other. Rose giggles, resting her weight on Svetlana's thigh. Leaning in playfully yet to the oblivious nothing to suggest her intentions. Nothing to suggest the way she ran her hand up the other's thigh was intentionally provacative.
"Now what do you mean." Rose's voice playful. Svatlana grins, shifting her thighs to rub together briefly. Her breasts briefly pressed against Svetlana's arm who took in a breath. Shifitng to avoid revealing how easily her cock began to rise. Mentally trying to blame the weed as she takes in another hit.
"Blowing smoke in face is rude, is it not?" Rose cant believe how much her voice sends a shiver down her body, cumilating to squeezing her thighs together as she feels her underwear get a little more damp.
"Maybe. You're not mad at me are you?" Her voice never loosing the playful tone.
From the crack of the doorway Yuna knows she should run off, do something other than stay and observe. The women before her inch closer to one another. Breaths beginning to intertwine. When they begin to kiss, tongues bouncing between them as Rose's hands travel. Touching the growing bulge in Svetlana's pants. Yuna worries her gasp is louder than Svetlana's as her cock is pulled from the zipper of the pants.
Rose's eyes flicker to the doorway, shivering as she sees the shocked face of Yuna hollander. A face that had no hint of judgement, neither any frustration as the blunt's smoke rises thorughout the room. Despite how briefly she notes her pressence, Rose could tell Yuna desired what was before her.
This awareness, rather than anything sensible, urged her on. She adored the way Svetlana's cheeks flushed as she teases her. Nimble fingers toying the tip before rubbing her stomach. Rising to her breast to gently pinch and pull at her nipple. Svetlana's hands waste no time in running up Rose's shirt. The garment immedietly getting discarded. Rose's lips are so soft. Gentle petals push against her. Svetlana's mind felt electric. Pulling Rose close as her cock pulses. Embarrasment would consume her if the weed didn't blur her mind. Hips twitching with eagerness as the rough of Rose's clothes only make her frustrated. Warm hands travel in so many directions, saliva running down Rose's chin as she looses herself in fondling Svetlana's breasts. She could feel the other's erection pushing against her, sure a damp spot would find itself in her underwear later. She loved how eager the other found herself, it was contagious.
Yuna couldn't stop watching. Beautiful voices merged into one breath as the grind together. They were still mostly clothed for the most part, yet it all felt so much more erotic. Rose's bra was a love pink, tailored pants sitting on the waist that pushed against the pulsing cock beneath her. Rose fully on Svetlana's lap now, the blunt discarded in a nearby ashtray who knows how long ago.
Yuna pushed her thighs together, just watching was already bad enough but. Her hands inched to her waist. Touching herself to the sight was an even further step she didnt quite feel ready for.
Rose adjusts them, fully laying with their sides to the door. To Yuna. Hands linger on one another as Rose pulls away to lean back. Unbuttoning her pants to pull them off in such an elgant way. It's not common to have a famous actress peform just for you. Adorable matching underwear revealed, she hardly bothers. Too impatient as she positions herself above Svetlana. Pussy already wet enough for Svetlana, her hands found their way to her thighs. Stroking them as she gently pulls Rose down. It had been far to long since either of them had felt the other. both couldn't help the moan that fell from their lips. Rose holds her breasts, hips bouncing, rolling as she feels Svetlana to her entirety.
Their voices sounded angelic. Yuna was in awe, they were both so beautiful. Svetlana's hair fell around her like a halo, the way Rose's back curved perfectly to anounce her ass.
A trip, a stumble, but one that was bound to happen as Rose had made eye contact with Yuna. The older woman found herself in front of the two lovers with a look of pure horror. Ashamed she had even found herself in such a situation. "I'm sorry," She began.
Svetlana was possibly more horrified. Getting caught made her gut sink. "Yuna!" She exclaims with faux strength in her voice. "What are you doing?!"
"She was just enjoying us, dear." Rose runs her hand down the center of svetlana's chest.
"You knew?!" Rage was an emotion that was hard to express in such a state. Svetlana's hands gripping Rose's hips as she begins to thrust into her roughly. Now, especially as Rose moan's out, Yuna had no clue what to do. Leaving felt wrong. Standing awkwardly with the door wide open behind her felt worse. With her foot she closes it behind her.
"Dear!" Her breasts bounced, Yuna couldn't help the thought admiring how beauitful they were. "She wants to join." Rose said with a grin, looking towars Yuna. "Right?"
Yuna gasped, babbling out nonsense before meeting Svetlana's glare. "You're not… Saying anything. heard?"
"Of course! Yes." She didn't know what she was even saying yes to, still stepping forward as Rose pulls her into a kiss. It felt electrifyng, soft, confusing. She was being pulled in but her mind raced with a million horrifying possibilities.
Rose is certainly a fantastic kisser. Yuna has been with her husband for so long, she never considered how the soft lips of another woman could rile her up so quickly. Rose moaning against her lips as Svetlana thrusts into her is just so electrifying. Hands ran before she could even think, Yuna holding Rose's breast as the other rests her weight on Svetlana's thigh. Hands of the others finding their way to Yuna herself, jolting slightly at the contact. For some reason there was some doubt she'd be acknlwledged. Her knees felt weak as a finger hooks into her waistband. Yuna's hands, her lips felt so cold as she pulled them away to push her pants down. The younger women's eyes felt so heavy. In the spotlight as the boring underwear feels like such a poor choice. Yuna hadn't felt this excited in years. The erotic trail following her panties made Svetlana chuckle.
"How flattering, all that from watching us?" That accent, it did more to both women than either caould admit. Rose rolling her hips as Svetlana rubs the hand that never left her thigh. The other pushing a perfectly manicured finger between the folds, playing with the entrance as Rose wraps her arms around Yuna. Pulling her close so her chest rests against the others.
Yuna's mind whirlled, Svetlana knew how to move the slender finger that pushed into her, curling- petting the sweet spot inside her. While at the same time Rose hung off her, spit rolling down their lips. Their bodies moved at a clumsy, perfect rhythm.
A break in the kiss as Yuna falls into the edge of the couch. Shifting more of her attention to Svetlana. An almost mocking grin before her lips are pulled into a whole new kiss. Confident, demanding. Yuna's hand move without much thought, partially resting her weight, mostly enamored in feeling soft breasts that filled her hand. Nipple pushing against her palm with the slightest squeeze.
Rose took in the sight of the two women, leaning back to rest her weight on svetlana's knees. Moaning out loudly without a care in the world. Adoring the new angle as she fucks herself on Svtlana's cock. A chain reaction as Svetlana adds more fingers, three in total fucking Yuna with mind numbing precision. Yuna can hardly believe it as her muscles tighten. Thighs squeezing against Svetlana's hand. Gasping away from Svetlana to let her voice hang from her lips for a moment. Coming harder than she ever thought was possible, shocked from the fluid that shoots from her. Svetlana pulls her fingers out, though keeping them rolling between her lips. It felt like she was guiding Yuna through her orgasm.
Svetlana's lips look delicious. Taking them in without a second to doubt herself.
"Fuck," Rose breaths out as she moves her had to her clit. Svetlana's hand holding her, thigh plush in her grip. Watching Svetlana's hand rock back and forth, surely teasing the sensitive clit of the other woman. The voice that escaped the kiss was nothing short of adorable.
"Shit, Rose. I'm going to come," Svetlana breaths out. Neither particularly sweating the consequences as Rose moves her hips faster. Thighs- muscles squeezing around Svetlana as she feels the other release inside her.
Their breaths all combine, Rose lifting her hips slowly. Cunt holding on tightly to Svetlana's cock. Arousal, cum sticking to them as Yuna observes with awe. Rose scooches back, sitting agaisnt the armrest. Legs open as she basks in euphoria. With soft hands guiding her Yuna gets on the couch. Her head guided between Rose's legs. Briefly Yuna glances up, "I've never…" She begins, just above a whisper of embarrasment.
"Just do what feels right." Rose hums. Yuna breaths in, the scent of them both hitting her as she rolls her tongue out. Sliding it betwen Rose's folds, tasting both of them. Lips pursing against her clit as she kisses it. With how wet her face was getting, with how much her tingue rolled out with a pant. She felt like a dog.
Gasping against Rose as Yuna feels a similar wet warmth envelop her. Svetlana was cautious, barely reaching Yuna's clit as her lips still pulsed with the afterglow of her orgasm. Gentle desire is what pulled the women. It wasnt a race, just a gentle back and forth. Rose gently stroking the older woman's hair. She was certainly sloppy. Inexperience hardly mattering with just how passionate the woman is. Flattery comes in all forms.
Svetlana was the first to pull away, hesitant to push the woman to another orgasm. Stroking her hips as she enjoyes the show. Rose notices, satisfied with where she was as she pulls Yuna's hair back. Embarrassed by the way Rose giggles at the sight of her. The feeling fading as she's pulled to lay against the actress. Svetlana lifting Yuna's legs onto her lap as they relax into each other.
Enjoying the piece Svetlana reaches to the blunt. Lighting it back up and inhaling the smoke before passing it over Yuna to Rose. Smoke rose above her face. A smell she had brushed off as putrid was so alluring now. Rose grinned down at her as she holds the lunt to her lips. Rose stops Yuna's hand for rising, silently insisting to hold it for her as she takes an awkard breath in. The cough hurt, bringng attention to how dry her mouth had become. Yet smoke puffs out of her regardless, and as Svetlana takes a hit a water bottle bottle is handed to her.
"So," That beautiful russian accent starts. "How was it? Your first time with ladies?"
Yuna had to take a moment. Her brain felt completely empty. "Amazing."