Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

sex crimes (nikki's nancy and shameless desires)

Foodplay was turning out to be very fun. She would never have thought about it a month ago. She was glad she had. The teasing tongue mixed with the slight stretching of the large strawberry felt incredibly good to her aroused sex. Her hips began undulating reflexively as sbe sucked on her finger.
"Thats it baby, lick up my cream. Make mistres cum on that pretty face."
 
As she finished the last of the strawberry, Cynthia was rewarded once more....she watched as her lover's body shook and then tensed, knowing she was quickly approaching climax.....not intending to miss a single droplet of her lover's nectar, Cynthia clamped her mouth over the quivering pussy as her Lady moaned, shooting a steady stream into her slave's eager mouth......Cynthia swallowed, enjoying the sensation of the warm fluid cascading down her throat....wanting more, in a feeding frenzy, Cynthia slipped her tongue deep inside, drawing it in and out, tonguefucking her, coaxing still more precious love fluid to once again fill her mouth.....
 
shamelessdesires said:
As she finished the last of the strawberry, Cynthia was rewarded once more....she watched as her lover's body shook and then tensed, knowing she was quickly approaching climax.....not intending to miss a single droplet of her lover's nectar, Cynthia clamped her mouth over the quivering pussy as her Lady moaned, shooting a steady stream into her slave's eager mouth......Cynthia swallowed, enjoying the sensation of the warm fluid cascading down her throat....wanting more, in a feeding frenzy, Cynthia slipped her tongue deep inside, drawing it in and out, tonguefucking her, coaxing still more precious love fluid to once again fill her mouth.....
Click to expand...


In mere seconds into her slave worshipping her pussy with a good tonguefucking, Nancy came, her full lips forming an O as she silently screamed in orgasmic pleasure. Her body trembled and her hand shove the teens face against her sex as it spurted strawberry flavored syrup.
"Oh fuck yeah, slut. Eat that cunt. Drink my cum. But save some for your master."
 
Cynthia was in total heaven....there she was in a hotel room in the most majestic city on earth, the most beautiful girl in the world having an orgasm and exploding into her waiting mouth....Cynthia greedily sucked, slurped and swallowed drop after drop, almost forgetting to save a bit in her mouth....she swished it around inside, more than eager to share the nectar with her......
 
Nancy moaned, her body convulsing from her orgasm. She bit a finger to hold back screaming as her slave finished her off in her mouth.
When Cynthia finsished and came to bring some, Nancy sucked it from her mouth in an intense kiss, her arms wrapped arouind the girl possessively as they did.
"That was a good way to finish a meal. Wow. Now we have to hurry. For real this time, Cynthia. Get some clothes for us. Qhickly."
 
Cynthia puuuurrrred with satisfaction, then enjoyed a most passionate kiss......
almost forgetting why they were there, she quickly licked up what remained between her lover's thighs, then ran to the closet to retirieve their clothes. For her Mistress, she picked a long leather skirt and a top that appeared to be a corset but only in looks, topped by a bohemian style sweater....as for herself, she remembered something she saw in an antique bookstore once....it was an old Penthouse men's magazine and had some animation at the back, something called......what was it?....'Wicked Wanda?'
it was about a world traveling dominatrix and her fuck toy/assistant she called 'boo'ful' or candyfloss.....
she went to the closet and came out with white thigh high stockings, a very short black and red plaid pleated skirt like a catholic schoolgirl wore, with a starched white blouse, tight enough her tits showed....
bringing out her owner's tall black leather boots, putting them on her, she stepped back.....
"I think we'
we're ready, my Mistress," she said.......
 
Nancy dressed in the clothes picked out by her slave/future wife and looked at herself in the mirror. She liked the way the corset hugged her figure.
"Very good slave. Shall we go pick our dresses? After we can go out to a nice place and celebrate."
She grabbed her clutch and looked at her girl, almost drooling at how sexy she was. The statuesque copperskinned beauty stood at the hotel door, waiting.
 
Cynthia as always open the door and let her owner lead the way, staying just a step behind, an erotic Venus of a dominatrix and a falsely innocent appearing babydoll.....they went down the hotel corridor towards the elevator, passing a middle aged man, just opening his door as the two women passed....Cynthia giggled as they passed....her skirt was high enough that her silver bikini panties showed just enough to make the man drop his suitcase as he stared.....
 
Nancy looped her arm in Cynthia's freely willing to show everyone that they were an item. It still gave her a thrill that the way Cynthia dressed attracted attention. Everynow and then as they walked, Nancy would lift the girl's skirt higher. They made it to the bridal shop a few blocks down. They entered the store and were instantly greeted by nicely dressed man in his fourties.
"Good day, ladies. Welcome to Clarissa's how may we help?"
 
Cynthia felt a rush when a hand went to her rear and felt her short skirt raised, exposing her perfectly rounded half moons just peeking out from her panties. She knew her owner was showing her off and she lovedress the feeling, flattered that her Lady thought enough of her to want to do it....like her owner, Cynthia wanted the whole world to know that this breathtakingly beautiful woman picked HER among all others to be her slave....every so often someone would look at them as they walked, Cynthia giving an aire that seemed to say, 'yeah, you wish you had someone this gorgeous to own you....'

They finally arrived to a dress shop, not a huge place but had a beautiful display window in front with handpainted ivy and roses bordering the edges of the glass with a sign overhead saying 'Clarissa's Bridal'. The gentleman that greeted them looked like he'd be just as comfortable in a butler's role....middle age, glasses that hung on the end of his nose but with a twinkle in his eyes....
Her Lady immediately started going through the gowns, so Cynthia spoke up......"we're.....uh, we're going to be married, and we want to find just the right gowns...ones that say.....well, you know.....us...."
The two girls felt like children in a candy shop, giggling, pointing,
 
The man went straight to work, picking out three gowns each that he thought would suit them. They were all pretty but not quite what they were looking for.
She whispered to Cynthia, "Tell the nice man exactly what we want lover. Give him explicit detail, my pet. And tell him why you will be in a gown like that."
Nancy grinned after, looking around her as she sat down and drank tea they offered her.
 
As sher owner sat demurely in a chair, legs crossed and a tea cup in her hand, Cynthia kept looking back at her, watching her reaction to each one.....it was obvious that so far, none of them would work....
"ok," Cynthia said, a disappointing look on her face...."we want a pair of strapless, corseted gowns but mine has to have a detachable top....".....the man's look went from happy to puzzled....
"uh....Miss," he asked....."It may very well be not my place to inquire, but why will your gown need to be detached?.....I assume at the base of the corset?"
Cynthia sat down beside her owner, crossed her legs, exposing her skimpy panties....."we will both be wearing our gowns during the reception, but the reception will be just a little.......uh,....different...."
she put a finger up to her lips....."you see, I will be on my hands and knees behind this lovely woman with a collar and leash attached to me....I will be topless and remain so throughout the reception...."
 
The man's face blushed crimson as Nancy's slutty pet described to him what they wanted thir reception like.
When he looked at her, Nancy raised an eyebrow, smiled and took a sip of tea.
"Make it happen, dear man. I have the money and discretion." She said this as she winked at Cynthia and patted her lap.
 
Cynthia giggled and strutted over to her lover, sat on her lap but only after pulling her skimpy panties to one side so her owner could feel her warm supple naked skin......
The gentleman picked first one dress then another...Cynthia looked over at her owner for her reactions, so far none of them showing satisfaction. Finally, he brought out a breathtaking gown....glittering silver with blood red roses adorning it attached to dark hunter green ivy and stems.....strapless with a daring low plunge, Cynthia stared wide eyed and let out a little squeal of delight....
"can I try it on?," Cynthia asked, turning to Nancy.....she took the gown, ran into the dressing room and within a few minutes emerged.....she was breathtaking, her creamy alabaster skin glowing, her tits half exposed......Cynthia turned around 2 revolutions in front of her lover, her eyes begging approval...
"do you have another identical gown,?" she asked...."we'll be dressed the same, except for mine being....well, you know..."
The man nodded his head in the affirmative....."well lover,?" she asked....."what do you think?"
 
Nancy adored the way Cynthia was acting, naughty and innocent at the same time. It was cute and suited the girl, she thought. Seeing her try on the green gown, Nancy eyed it up and down thinking how radiant her slave looked in it.
"Its beautiful on you, my love. Very fetching. Sir, find one in my size and bring it to me? id like to match her as close as we can. As long as I look good in it. Cant go looking frumpy in an ill fitting dress on my wedding day."
Nancy kissed her lover as the man brought back a few different sizes for the taller woman. She pulled Cynthia along with a smile as she hastened to try them on. One fit perfect and she walked out of the little room to show Cynthia. It showcased her cleavage and accentuated her long shapely legs. It even looked good against her copper skin.
"So...?"
 
The gentleman brought out a number of the same identical gowns that Cynthia had just worn, the only difference being in the selection of sizes....finally her owner came out wearing one that hugged her perfect figure....Cynthia literally went into drool mode.....her lover's tits were uplifted and presented like twin golden globes....."oh my god Mistress...." her slave barely whispered, not because of a need to be silent, but because her lover was so breathtaking......"you're so beautiful!.....I'd marry you right now...."
The man gazed at the gorgeous woman slowly turning in front of the mirrors and had to admit....of all the women that graced his store, these two were without a doubt the most beautiful.....what a shame they were lesbians.....any man, including himself, would give a king's ransom to be alone with either or these two visions of Venus.....
The gentleman's concentration returned when Cynthia nodded her head yes and reminded him of the necessary ...change in her gown....
 
Nancy giggled and blushed at the look of desire on her slave/fiancée's face. SHe was pleased all the same. She blew a kiss to her and turned to the salesman.
"I think she likes these for us both. Alter hers so the corset opens to display her bare breasts. Here is my card with my cell number. Call me when they are ready. Make it soon and there is a large tip in it for you."
She kissed his cheek and took Cynthia back with her to change into her regular clothes.
 
Cynthia let her Mistress lead the way back to the changing room.....her lady stayed motionless, making her slave undo the dress and carefully hanging it.....her lover looked so delicious naked, her breasts slightly upturned and firm, her beautiful pussy nice and smooth and that ass.....ooh, that beautiful ass....!
Cynthia used just enough motion to get her lover seated on the bench then knelt down between her legs and gently licked her pussy lips, uncaring if there were cameras or other shoppers....
as she dove her tongue deep inside her owner's pussy, she didn't care if she would be rewarded or punished. She hadn't been tied up gagged and tortured in a while and to be honest with herself, she missed it....one might say she was in a 'no lose situation....'
 
Knkwing how excited Cynthia was about their dresses, Nancy decided to let her slave pleasure her with permission. Anyway, there was no better feeling than that warm wet tongue sliding in and around her sensetive flesh. She spread her toned legs for the slender but shapely teen and a soft moan escaped her full red lips. Almost immediately, Nancys pussy swelled, opened and started glistening with her arousal. Her nipples were like eraser tips so she began tugging on them while the girl feasted between her legs.
"Thirsty, my slut?" She whispered huskily.
 
"yes Mistress," Cynthia replied, at the same time opening up her lover's legs...with Nancy perched on the changing room's bench and her on the floor on her knees, Cynthia was in the perfect position....her owner's pussy was right at mouth level, and she wasted little time.....licking the inside of her lover's thighs, bathing them until they glistened, she nibbled and sucked on the now swelling lips. Taking her time, she slowly traced the vagina with her tongue before curling it and sending it deep inside with one thrust....
Cynthia could care less if the changing room had cameras or if someone saw them......fuck it!...let the world see how beautiful her owner was and how lucky she was to be claimed by her!
Cynthia rose off her knees and gently took her ladie's nipples from her hands and replaced them with her own, twisting and pinching them as she continued to tonguefuck her.....
 
Nancy was moaning now, her hands running through the silky tresses of her petite lover. She had a delicious ache in her belly as the teen teased and tongue fucked her slippery pussy. When Cynthia moved her hands and began pinching the woman's nipples, Nancy's hips began bucking just a little, banging her clit against the girl's chin. Knowing they might be watched or heard only turned her on more, her pussy pouring nectar. But she felt a familiar pressure becoming persistant and she didn't want to stop the girl from her attentions.
"Cynthia, my slut. I have to pee, love."
 
Like her lover, Cynthia was so aroused she could care less if anyone saw them, her mind focusing only on pleasuring her owner.....licking and slurping sounds emitted from the changing room as she feasted, diving her tongue in and out....
The girl stopped only long enough to look up and whisper....."beautiful Mistress, please don't order me to stop....I'll drink your piss if you wish...."
she knew if Nancy got up and went to the bathroom, chances were they wouldn't go back to what they were now enjoying......she hurried up and refocused her mouth, making sure not a drop was wasted as her lover came, sending nectar down her throat as she swallowed.....
 
The copper skinned beauty wws writhing and biting her bottom lip in ecstact as the girl brought her off. She panted as Cynthia sucked down her cumjuice. She lewdly undulated her hips, running pussy up and down, coating the girl from chin to eyes with her wetness.
After she calmed down a bit, she lloked her in the eye and held her mouth against her pussy tightly. She relaxed her bladder and released her warm piss into her sluts mouth.
"Fuck, yeah. I was bursting love. Drink it all down. Dont spill. You can suck me more when im done."
It took almost a minute to finish. She tried keeping her flow to a minimum, so Cynthia didnt drown.
 
Like many other experiences, this one was also new to Cynthia....she had never been into 'water sports' or 'golden showers', as her friends had called it, so it was new.....she was of course apprehensive but had no intent on stopping....she wanted this trip to be memorable for her owner...
the warm urine now flowing down her throat felt a little strange, but Cynthia swallowed every drop...she wanted her owner's vagina to be emptied so she could continue feasting.....
 
Normally, Nancy wasnt into golden showers or water sports. But she was feelimg so good from Cynthias mouth that she didnt want to leave to empty her bladder. As the slut drank her piss, Nancy moaned. It turned out to be highly erotic to the woman and she smiled down at the girl.
"Good girl. That feels better. Such a good little slut. Make your mistress come, pet."
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom