Same Journey, Different Paths [Azecreth & JmBz]

[JmBz]

A content purr came from Daisy in response, beaming up at Red as he placed his hands on her waist. "Oh, I definitely want it," she said softly, as if her soaked undergarments weren't enough of a confirmation to him. She took a few moments to continue laying on top of him, grinding her soiled panties back and forth against his manhood, more to tease the young man more than anything really.

She then pulled away from him, giving him a coy glance as she slipped her hands beneath her skirt. Her fingers hooked against the hidden seams of her underwear, before she slid it down her slender legs. The once stark-white fabric was completely dampened by Daisy's arousal, to the point where it was almost translucent in the light. Smiling, she tossed the wet garment onto the floor, before she started positioning herself.

Keeping her skirt on, the eldest Oak sibling leaned against the frame of her bed as she spread her legs open, revealing the one spot that Red had likely thought about the most. Her pink, puffy mound was slicked and glistening with juices, the smooth skin of her crotch devoid of hairs. Her rear was tight and firm, and in combination with her pussy they were quite a tantalizing sight.

Daisy cast a glance to her night stand, considering whether or not to give Red a condom. One could never be too careful, after all. However, thinking about it, it was unlikely that any of the rubbers that she kept just in case would fit that thick cock of his, and...well, she couldn't deny that she preferred it bareback. She turned her attention back towards Red, grinning from ear to ear as she gave her hips an inviting shake.

"You're not going to keep your dream girl waiting, are you?"

 

[Azecreth]

Red didn't actually need the confirmation, but he didn't object to it. The purr in her tone and her rubbing motion did more than enough to bring his arousal back, cock soon standing erect once more even as Daisy slip off to remove her panties from beneath her skirt. At the same time he rose back to his feet, if only to make it easier for her and to see what she had in mind for the both of them.

Certainly he could tell that she was interested, if the soaked undergarment was any indication. There was more to it than that though, and he watched with wide eyes as she moved to lean against the bed frame, revealing her well maintained and slick crotch, all too eager for what was about to happen. It was all the enticing sight that he needed as dreams were swept away by the in-deniability of reality. Who knew what he would do after this?

The shake of her rear and the invitation spurred him to motion as he moved behind her, grinning like a loon. "Of course not," he replied with a shake of her head. "What kind of person do you think I am?" A rhetorical question at best, for she would definitely get what she wanted.

Moving into place, firm hands took a hold of her rear, at first making sure that the skirt she wore wouldn't get in the way of what they were doing, something easily accomplished. Past that he had to take the moment to experience it, rubbing and massaging her rear with pressing thumbs and eager fingers, the anticipation of a young man let loose now. She might be waiting, but she would just have to cede him this.

But at last he got to the main event, shifting his hands to hold on to her hips once more even as he brought his cock to brush against her crotch, slipping against her eager release before at last finding what he was looking for, tip prodding against heated lips. It took a moment for him to prepare, and the same for her to do the same. Once he had then he moved, slowly pushing inside her to move as far in as he could, before setting up a slow rhythm. There was some caution, but it slowly gave way to confidence as it went on. That was, ultimately, what she would have to put up with, the only remedy being time and experience.