Pixie Hazard by Archibald Bradford (top young adult novels .txt) 📕

teeth into Davie’s nether-lips to punctuate her point; “-belongs to me.”

The pilot gasped and squirmed beneath her as Eniella’s hand disappeared from view.

“But don’t worry. I borrowed a little something from Bunny earlier, so you don’t need to worry about getting fucked raw.”

Without preamble she shoved the borrowed dildo into Davie’s juicy quim.

Her helpless victim gasped again, wincing in pain at the rather abrupt intrusion.

“Ow! Eniella go easy!”

“So long as you don’t forget that this pussy is mine, I will.” The Hispanic woman taunted as she eased the dildo out of Davie’s pained privates.

The redhead was back to pouting.

“You know it’s yours, what do I need to do, start calling you daddy?”

Eniella chuckled throatily, then swooped down to kiss her lover several times around her mouth by way of appeasement.

“I think we would need to borrow a proper strap-on for that game.”

As she spoke she slipped the synthetic dong back into Davie’s cunt, much gentler now.

Slick wet sounds sounded around the room as she worked the sex toy with her tireless robotic arm, each thrust accompanied by the pilot’s sighs of pleasure.

Despite Eva’s frequent objections, Davie was head over heels in love with Eniella, and no matter what her sister thought, she knew that the Hispanic woman was just as smitten with her.

She just... showed it differently.

Eniella was possessive, but that didn’t make Davie her possession. That was the part she couldn’t get Eva to understand: it was all just a kinky game.

A game that made her very wet.

She groaned as her lover began to pick up the pace a bit, pushing the dildo in just slightly too far to add a spice of pain to Davie’s pleasure.

“Look at me, my little ginger angel.” A cheeky smirk stole across her olive-skinned face as Davie did as she asked, panting slightly; “Look at your daddy while she fucks you.”

The pigtailed redhead laughed then, unable to help herself as she surprised the Latin minx on top of her.

“Yeah, we’d definitely need the strap-on for that!”

Eniella’s eyes narrowed and her cheeks reddened slightly as the hand working the dildo paused.

“Maybe, though you’d have to lube it up for me. I think I would enjoy fucking your face like Kyle does.”

Davie arched her brow and reached up to press a finger to her lips.

“Tut tut baby. You’re supposed to be spoiling me. Or did you forget why Kyle was fucking my face?”

She matched her lover’s intense glare to drive home her point.

Davie shared her sister’s passionate temperament: she simply channeled it better; she wasn’t powerless just because she willingly submitted to her girlfriend.

Though that was a fact she had to remind Eniella of on occasions such as this.

“Now get that thing out of me, it’s about time I sat on your face so that you can remind me that you really do love me.”

Recognizing the stakes, Eniella smiled and did as she was told, the power dynamic between them shifting in that single moment.

“As you wish... mi cielo.”

My sky.

She stretched out beside her and folded a pillow in half to support her neck for what was to come.

Moments later her vision was dominated by Davie’s freckled tushy as the pilot sat on her mouth without ceremony.

“Make me feel good my Pink Princess, and maybe I’ll return the favour.”

Her hands cupped the other woman’s modest breasts as she rocked slightly on her face, settling in for the ride.

Eniella’s arms gripped Dave’s thighs as her tongue probed between her lower lips, tasting the tang of sweat and intimate fluids from the work she had done with the dildo.

She knew when to push back and when to shut the fuck up and eat pussy.

Once again the air was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking: groans from Davie and wet grunts from Eniella.

The pink-haired woman spread her thighs in invitation, revealing her own glistening privates, but she wasn’t expecting anything.

She knew the rules of the game they played.

Her hands stroked up Davie’s thighs and onto her sensitive waist, then up her ribs and around her chest until she was likewise massaging her lover’s breasts.

Meanwhile Davie had begun to rock her hips with more force, grinding her mound into the working mouth as she panted from the erotic energy in the room.

A few seconds later and Eniella dimly noted that Davie’s hands had left her breasts, but she was too focused on the task at hand to wonder why.

She got the answer soon enough though when the redhead hunched over her and began to work the dildo over her pussy.

“You’re doing- ah! Good...” She moaned; “Make me cum and I’ll use this properly.”

She was drawing clumsy circles around Eniella’s clit with the blunt tip of the pseudo-cock; it wasn’t much stimulation given her unfocused state, but it served as a constant reminder of the promised rewards for good behaviour.

All Eniella could do was grunt out an eager response, her face completely engulfed with Davie’s freckled ass cheeks and her mouth far too busy devouring her juicy slit.

Though she did spread her thighs wider involuntarily.

Fairly soon the wet dildo was dropped onto Eniella’s abs as Davie sat up again, her hands seizing the backs of Eniella’s on her breasts as she hung on for dear life.

The redhead let out a guttural grunt and her girlfriend’s mouth was beset as she ground into her with more force, trying to catch her elusive orgasm.

For a solid twenty seconds Davie fucked her pussy into Eniella’s working lips and tongue, gyrated her pelvis until she finally seized up, her breathing hitching as the first wave of ecstasy consumed her.

She cried out as she released her breath with a hoarse gasp, her thighs and hips juttering spastically while Eniella squeezed her breasts