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Desperate Measures call for Desperate Solutions (Kaybee x Fun_and_Games)

Obediently waiting for him. A shiver ran down Adam's entire spine. He roamed his hands over her breasts, unable to break his fixation of the luscious mounds of exquisite flesh. Easing forward, he ran the tip of his cock along her lips...

Another shiver as he felt them brush. The lightest of touches, but his cock was so damned ready to gush forth. Even that light touch brought a swelling of precum to his tip, painting her lips with it. Then, he sank in, and felt the first warmth of her tongue and palette and cheeks framing his plump glans. The first sweet tight suction.

Deeper. A groan of need as the dripping heat surrounded him. Growing tighter as he advanced, feeling her tense as he neared the point when this was going to start making her struggle.

He stopped. Well, not stopped...more like he paused in that place, letting her drip and softly suckle at him. Because, he was looking down at the length of her body, and wanted to see all of her. Wanted to see if that hint of excitement on the air was real, or his imagination.

Careful now, trying so hard not to simply explode down her throat, he placed a careful knee on the edge of the ottoman, just in front of her arm where it pinned down. It let him run his hands down from her breasts and over her smooth stomach. Questing fingertips spread down to her sides, touching JUST firmly enough to avoid ticking her, but more than light and whispery enough to raise tingles and shivers.

His hands slid down, and took hold of the waist of her pants. Undoing whatever buttons and zippers he needed to loosen them, he made sure he was carrying her panties with them as he pressed down, sweeping the last protection of her modesty away. The furthest he could reach was to her thighs, but he made sure to get them down as far as he could, then left it to her to struggle to kick them free in her need or to partly tangle her up...left fate to decide that one a little bit, or her emotional surges as they came.

That done, his fingers wended their way down along her thighs, cupping and teasing and stroking and tingling...before sliding back and running a finger up and down her now-exposed slit.

On the outside.

More firmly.

Then....dipping inside. Flowing into the folds of her sex. Finding her clit. Swirling around it...a fingertip teasing it...

As he did, that was when he started to pump slowly and softly in and out of her mouth. A gentle motion, slow and building. In time with his fingers on her body. Dipping a little LOWER...searching...swirling around the entrance to her sex.

His cock easing a LITTLE deeper, just half an inch. Threatening to penetrate her throat again and challenge her, already so much pressure, so very under his control as his hips fucked softly in and out.

Two of his fingers REACHED in. Turning on top of each other, spiraling...no longer teasing, but the first motions of a true penetration with those digits. FIRM...DELIBERATE strokes along the walls of her pussy. A single swirl around the rough ridge of her G-spot. Only one, like a promise of a return later.

Then, he leaned down further. Leaned in, and supported his weight mostly on his elbows, but leaving enough that she would feel him pressing down on her. It brought him in range of her...

His mouth reached out, and his own lips came into full and complete contact with her own netherlips. As if truly and delightfully French kissing her above, his lips melded against her pussy lips while his tongue reached deep into her folds and took a first, FEASTING kiss on her sex.

TRYING to make her gasp.

And at the same time, stroked FIRMLY into her mouth with his cock, plunging truly for the first time into her throat on the wings of the gasp he had hoped to generate. Then, pausing just as DELIBERATELY buried inside her throat...he withdrew, long enough for her to snatch a breath. Then, sank DEEP again.

Laid above her, using all his technique with tongue and finger to make her sing...he fucked her face in time with his kisses and finger-thrusts.
 
The slow back and forth, not knowing when he would choose to finally plunge into her again, was agonizing, electrifying. Her vision was all but obscured, leaving her only faint glimpses of him as he moved, not nearly enough for her to predict what he would do. Hands touched seemingly at random, the impossibility of predicting them making them all the more intense as her heart jumped and adrenaline spiked with each fresh surprise.

She shivered as his fingers ran up her sides and gave a breathy sound as she opened her mouth, taking what few inches of his cock she could reach and teasing it, toying with it using lips and tongue as best she could. His hands loosened the waistband of her jeans, hooked into the hem and pushed as she wriggled a little, raising her ass off the cushioned surface to help him along. It was getting easier and easier, falling into the moment, into the raw carnal atmosphere that urged her on, becoming more and more active a participant.

"Ah~..." She took a breath, heady and raw, warm air washing around his shaft as she felt his fingers glide back up her thighs. She kicked at her pants, trying to push them further down her legs so she could spread them properly for his exploration. The success was limited as the denim bunched and tangled around her ankles, impossible to remove without patience or her hands, neither of which were available to her at this particular moment as he touched her for the first time.

Exploring in the first few contacts, he made her shiver again, her back arching slightly as his fingers ghosted over sensitive parts of her slick petals. His cock slid deeper as he moved forwards, just teasing at the entrance to her throat and pinning her tongue to the bottom of her mouth, unable to do anything but squirm helplessly against the throbbing shaft as it pumped in small and languid strokes.

"Uhln~!" A muffled cry as suddenly his fingers pushed, reaching deep inside her and curling, flexing against her inner walls and making her see stars as they pressed just so. Her legs spasmed once, her back curving again, but before he could trigger the cascade he'd threatened he pulled back, leaving her to slump to the cushion, eyes wide, nostrils flaring as she tried to pant past the cock threatening her airway. It was all she could do not to be overwhelmed, and so while she was distantly aware of his shifting weight, what it signified simply wasn't driven home until he kissed her pussy.

"MMMHN~!" Pain lanced through her again as the pleasure of his tongue caused her throat to clench around his cock, but he had all the leverage, and she managed to rally as he sank to the hilt in her mouth and pulled back, leaving her a scant instant to gasp, to reaffirm her desires before he was thrusting again. Even with the quick breaths, oxygen was slowly dwindling, and by the third thrust Elizabeth could barely even tell which way was up any more. She came, a sudden and powerful orgasm making her thrash under him as the physical stimulus combined with the raw eroticism of the scenario overwhelmed her, bathing his tongue in her juices as her eyes rolled up and her throat worked convulsively around his cock, wet and sputtering moans filling the spaces between each thrust...
 
Creative but not experienced, it was perhaps good that her convulsing throat sent Adam crashing to an orgasm of his own so quickly. The taste of her surging into his face while her throat constricted around him and the sounds...by sweet mercy the SOUNDS...of her sputtering around his cock and the squelching feel of his cock penetrating inside her was just too much to stand.

Unsubtle, his cock continued to thrust into her mouth as he lost control. Not nearly as precise as his mind floated off with the dazzling heat of climax, he wasn't able to pierce her as deeply as his shaft pumped the first of many hot, ropey eruptions onto her tongue. As he withdrew and thrust again, another throb sent a white glob onto her palette...then, the next released as he was almost out of her mouth, painting more her lips than anything. After so much teasing, his spurting cock spasmed a half-dozen times, filling her mouth...and as he continued to churn in her mouth, that in turn spilled whatever she didn't reflexively swallow out onto her lips to run down her cheeks and chin, truly turning her into a cum-soaked mess over her face. His balls got coated too, and as he swiveled in her mouth, instinctively trying to grind out the last bit of cum from his orbs into the hot cavern of her mouth, his fleshy orbs spread the mess even further around her face.

Meanwhile, he was half-drunk on her own juices as they spilled forth. His hands clutched to her legs, prying them as far apart as they could go with her jeans still bunched up around her ankles, unfolding her sex as far as possible to get his tongue in deeper, lapping every trace of her he could find.

Finally, it was just all too much...and, he became aware he might be crushing her a little too tightly. Slowly, not wanting to fall on her or anything, he slowly withdrew and sank back down onto the ground...

And looked at her, pinned on her back, head off the side, drenched in his cum. Saw her breasts heaving up and down. Her legs twisting and writhing in the wake of her orgasm.

She was...beautiful. He wanted a picture. Aching that he couldn't capture this forever.

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Mia had the exact same thought.

Fortunately, she was a photographer. She had long ago invested in the best smart phone on the market, with the best image capture software and hardware around. Oh, it wasn't as good as her professional one, but more than equal to this challenge.

From her vantage on the balcony, she could see everything. Looking down at Liz where she was spread. She zoomed in on her, arms splayed...and started the video. Let it run for a good 30 seconds. Seeing her dealing with the cum that had been planted in her mouth. At her breasts heaving with each breath. At how she quivered in the wake of her own orgasm while her legs were gently pinned by the jeans which she had never managed to kick off. All of it...the whole effect of this shattered woman playing at being a whore.

Mia could barely breathe...

She hit save, capturing the moment forever.

Beautiful.

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Below, Adam reached over and unsnagged the shirt from Liz's one hand, and then the other. Freeing her, letting her recover as she wished...watching, kind and a good enough friend to make sure she was not hurt or broken or in any sort of need. He didn't leap to her aid...he felt the surge of lust as he watched her trying to recover...to deal with his cum...

Waiting until she met his eyes.

It wasn't two, yet. But Adam somehow knew what needed to happen now, after the utterly dominating use of her.

He slid back up onto the couch, settling back. He kept his shirts close at hand. He held out his arms...

"Liz...come here…"

His arms, open, waiting for her. Waiting for her to slip over, so he could hug her close again him. His hand found one of his shirts, and slowly began to wipe off the grime and layers of filth he had pasted over her in their encounter. As he held her close, he slowly cleaned her off, returning her toward the state of who she had once been. Each moment, less and less like Liz the Whore, and more and more Liz his roommate again.
 
Pumping, pulsing, heat flowing down her throat, the act of swallowing was more instinct than choice, desperately gulping down the thick load of Adam's cum as he finally reached his release. Her lungs were aching, he was heavy on top of her and only the strength born of her bucking in the grip of her own orgasm let Elizabeth move him in the slightest. She couldn't tell if her eyes were even open or closed any more as he eclipsed the light and darkness crept into the edges of her view.

Not all of the cum went down, it was too much, too fast, and without much self control in the throes of her climax, Liz hadn't been in the best position to control herself. It smeared over her nose and lips, trickled from the side of her mouth as Adam finally pulled out and let her head fall. Her neck ached, pain in the mere act of moving it for a long minute, and so it was easier to just lie there, panting, shivering with aftershocks. The ottoman reeked of sex in the immediate aftermath, little surprise considering the wet spot between her legs.

Finally, she swallowed, winced, and swallowed again, finally trying to lift herself up as Adam began to undo the makeshift bonds. Her head was still spinning, caught between fear and afterglow. It had been so much, so fast, aggressive and frightening but she'd come so fucking hard from it all.

She looked up at him, and found to her surprise that she had to work to avoid flinching as he looked back...

Some intellectual part of her knew that it was stupid to be afraid, but what did fear care for logic?

She went to him anyways though, and then... He cleaned her. Unexpected, unprepared for, just... Cleaning her, dabbing at the spit and cum with the corner of his own shirt, then helping to untangle her jeans from around her legs. Helping her back, away from thinking of Adam the owner, Adam the client, and back towards Adam, her longtime friend.

Near the end, she even managed to lean in, snuggling closer, letting the endorphins play as she soaked in the sensation of another warm body pressed against hers.

"Thank you..."

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Unaware of what was going on outside her door, Daniella was refilling the tub. She scrubbed and rinsed her hair already, but as she fell into her thoughts in the simple actions that made up her routine, she found herself lounging in the water as it cooled. Rather than get out, she chose to drain the tub some and run a fresh batch of hot water, it was late enough that the others would never notice after all, the hot tank would be full again before any of them used it.

Bubbles floated on the surface, and she wiggled her toes under the heat pouring off the faucet stream, eyes lidded as she soaked, trying to think of something other than rent and jobs and the worries of today...
 
Mia saw the two of them snuggle in on the couch, melding into each other's bodies and cuddling their way back to some semblance of normalcy.

That didn't help Mia much. Her fingers had slipped into her cute pink pajama shorts, and had been delicately stroking herself while watching the erotic action below. Most of the buttons on her nightshirt hung open, her other hand (when not holding the camera) having slipped up and was brushing over the nipples of her breasts, teasing herself.

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As the two of them settled in, Mia moaned in a touch of disappointment and not a small amount of sexual frustration. She bit her lip from making a sound out loud...or calling down and begging them for a little more. Giving a pouty little frown, she slipped back into her room and paced over to her mini-fridge. Prying it open, she pulled out the chocovine raspberry. Sure, chocolate and raspberry flavored wine might not registered on any wine-master's list, but it satisfied a whole BUNCH of cravings all at once, and was a sipping wine. She was not huge into getting smashed, preferring at most a slight tipsy quality, and this was the perfect 'savor at a slow pace' wine.

Well, unless you were a chocolate-phile. And, on her worst nights...well, the bottles could turn dangerous.

For now, she was about to pour herself a glass when she realized the flute-shaped one was dirty. Normally, she was pretty tidy, but she'd forgotten. Glancing into the other one, she saw that one was dirty as well. Served her right...the universe was punishing her for snooping.

Keeping quiet, she slipped back onto the balcony, stole down a couple doors, then cracked open the bathroom door. It had been so long, and no-one had appeared...she just figured it was empty. She was silent on bare feet, so quiet that someone with their eyes closed in the bath might never hear her enter.

She wasn't paying the best of attention herself, mind still clouded with a touch of wine from when she was out, the erotic scene that had played out down in the room, and the focus on her task. She padded over to the sink, her bamboo fabric pajamas floating around her in a sensual little swish.

The first thing Daniella would probably hear was the sink turning on (gently, so as not to be heard far) as she ran water over the two glasses, washing them out to be safe for some chocolatey, raspberry goodness.
 
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Dani didn't realize precisely what had changed (at least, not right away) but the shift in the sound was immediately apparent. She cracked an eye open, gaze panning left over the sudscape of her bath and up the tile wall, then back down and right, crossing to the sink where... Oh... It was just Mia.

...

Wait. What?!

"Gah!" The realization came with a shock the made Dani jump, causing the bathwater to slop rather violently at the sudden motion, a few handfuls of suds landing on the tiled floor as she pressed herself against the opposite side of the tub, folding her arms to cover her chest (unnecessary given the bubbles, but an important gesture). "What th-. W-what are you doing in here?! How did you even get in?"
 
The 'gah!' made Mia jump half out of her skin, and only some small remembered fact that there was a naked snuggling couple out on the couch kept her from screeching aloud. Instead, she clamped a hand over her mouth just in time.

Whirling around, she darted her eyes to the sound of splashing water, and realized that the tub was very much NOT unoccupied at all. In fact, there was a Dani buried under those suds.

Looking rather fetching, all wetted down and face shining from the perspiration of a hot bath...


Mia pushed down that oh so troublesome instinct for admiring the female form, hoping that her nipples hardening under her now-wayyyy too sensitive night-shirt didn't show through. That was unlikely; she was one of those women with naturally firm breasts that settled quite perkily on top of her body that she kept toned and healthy and thus nicely supportive of them. They presented rather...easily to anyone who caught sight of them. Especially with whisper-thin bamboo-silk the only thing covering them.

Mia's embarrassment wasn't feigned, gesturing helplessly to each side. All of her movements were exaggerated with just the slight alcohol-infused, sex-enhanced tipsiness she was under, "It wasn't locked! I turned the handle...I came in. I just needed to..."

Suddenly, her hand went back to her mouth, this time to stop herself from gasping with surprise. Just a second...the dark apartment. Daniella up here...did she know?? "Wait...do you have any idea what is going on out there??? Have you been in here the whole time???"

Trying very hard NOT to pay any attention to the side of herself wishing for those bubbles to pop at a much accelerated rate...
 
Dani wrestled down a pang of Jealousy as Mia's turn ended with an interesting bounce to her considerably fuller chest. She wasn't a stick by any means, but Dani was more on the petite side of feminine body types. She made the most, but that hadn't ever stopped her from being envious of other girls figures. She would -in time- come to realize that the revelation she was bisexual should not have been much of a revelation at all, all things considered. However here and now that revelation was yet unformed, and so she was simply 'jealous'.

"It wasn't locked! I turned the handle...I came in. I just needed to..."
A quick glance at the door as she said that put paid to the little falsehood but before Dani could capitalize on the faux pas the other girl's revelation cut her off. Something in the tone made Dani pause, and rather than raising her voice in anger she quieted, though she continued to glare.

"What do you mean 'the whole time'? What's going on out there?" How long had she been in the bath? She must have lost track of more time than she'd thought. As she spoke, Dani reached for her phone, only to abort the motion as it threatened to bring her chest above the water and she remembered she was not alone in the bath. She flushed, freckled cheeks pinking with embarrassment and irritation. "What time is it anyways?"
 
Mia heard the question, distracted completely and wondering why it mattered, she ticked her phone up to her eyes and read the display. "Umm, a little after midnight."

She shook her head, and the phone dropped away, her mind snapping right back to the thing she had in mind. She scampered up to the side of the tub, sitting on the edge. TOTALLY forgetting any sort of decency or decorum when it came to being in a bathroom with another naked woman in the tub. The way her leg folded up into view was the sort of thing that might inspire the 'jealousy' in Dani again, a long, lean, beautiful thigh properly belonging to a dancer. "Liz and Adam! They are down there, and let's just say they've decided the friend-zone is a boring, unworthy place! After all this time..."

Mia made a motion like an explosion beside her temple, miming the 'blow my mind' sort of gesture. "And wait till you hear this." OK, so she was a bit of a gossip. "What could finally push two friends over the edge, right? After all these years they knew each other? I'm not sure what is going on, but Liz is in some sort of money trouble. She isn't going to make rent or something this month. I overheard them."

She leaned in a little, causing her breasts to sway invitingly against her nightshirt, only one button holding them from floating totally into view, "That's what did it! I heard them! She was sucking on 'little Adam' in order to pay off her rent! Adam must have said he would cover it if she...you know...and there she was, totally at his mercy doing ANYTHING he asked. And...well, I didn't see it all, but...ohh, Dani, when I say anything, I MEAN it. She was REALLY playing the part, because she was acting like money had bought anything Adam wanted."

She shook her head, "Can you believe it??" Somehow, she had managed to keep hold of a glass and a the bottle, and now poured a generous helping into the flute. Tilting her head back, he took a long, almost sensual sip from her glass, nicely exposing her neck. Her hair floated back away to hang in poetic waves down her back. A vision for Dani, unintentional, and perhaps even more seductive for how casual and honest it all was.

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Mia recovered from the sip of the wine, and then remembered something of her manners...if not the right parts for Dani's efforts to get out of the tub. "Ohh….want some?" Her eyes glimmered playfully. "It's chocolate. I have a second glass....?"
 
Dani's hips and butt were awesome, she knew that for herself, but her eyes lingered frustratedly on Mia's thighs and calves as she settled on the edge of the tub. It was almost enough to make her forget to keep covering herself, even if the bubbles made her personal motions unnecessary on that front. Liz and Adam..? Her mind turned to what Mia was saying...

Liz and Adam fucking wasn't that strange. Mia could see that he was handsome and they'd been friends for a long time, so it wasn't so weird to hear they might have advanced it. The revelation of why on the other hand... If Dani'd been drinking then she'd have done a spit take at that. "Seriously?" Was that... She couldn't have been planning that, it just wasn't her sort of move, so... "You actually saw them?"

She wasn't sure what was more world-shaking, Mia's apparent voyeurism or Elizabeth's apparent perversion. She still wasn't entirely sure this wasn't some sort of elaborate prank, and it wasn't helped by... Dani shook her head as Mia's throat arched beautifully with the wine glass meeting her lips. "A..." Dani closed her mouth. Are you flirting with me? didn't seem like the best question to ask. Too much going on, too many revelations.

"I mean... Elizabeth and I are short on Rent... Different circumstances, but same result. Her family can't support her entirely, and the job market's just... Fallen through." Dani flushed as Mia practically moaned at the conclusion of her sip. "I... Yeah... I mean yeah..." She looked up as the glass was offered.

"Fuck it... Sure."
 
Mia began by nodding her head to the question 'if she had seen it' before flowing into taking her drink. Then, her mind nearly exploded as Dan confessed to also being short on rent. Swallowing deeply, Mia's head shot back to Dani, real concern on her face for the other girl's plight.

It showed how badly the whole thing must be, that Dani (who they knew was not really a drinker) actually accepted some of the flavored wine. Mia gave a little sound of sympathy, turning over to pad across the cool bathroom floor over to the sink where she had left the second glass. If Daniella had any lingering curiosity if Mia would look sexy walking away, the question was certainly answered and then some. It was enough to make a person wonder if, again, she was being flirted with, though in truth it was simply part of who Mia was. She had spent her whole young life learning how to set up a picture, and now was working towards it as a profession. She had developed a sort of expectation of being watched and doing the watching, and so her walk and demeanor had developed into someone who always had a flair to their stride, rolling her hips as if on a runway or a photo-set.

She spilled a nice helping of the wine into the glass, without going crazy about it. Knowing Dani's tastes, it would have been sort of rude to just swamp her with a glass filled to chug-worthy levels. Besides, this was a dessert wine to be sure, potent and flavorful, meant for smaller quantities and sipping.

She returned over the same path, and held out the flute-shaped glass to her roommate, settling back on the edge of the tub. "With a day like that, I'm surprised you didn't have the full she-bang going on in here; candles, incense, wine...I'd need it all."

She took another semi-erotic drink, letting the chocolate-infused alcohol warm her senses that were already in that semi-fuzzy state. Her eyes drifted down to Daniella, awash in the bubbles which drew wonderful attention to her cute face. Mia had always been an aggressive woman when pursuing what she wanted, and that included with her sexual partners. Daniella really had no idea how enticing she was, how her smaller chest also made them pert and presented so well in nearly every bit of clothing she wore, and she really did have a fantastic ass that Mia hadn't seen the like of before. "I'd ask if you wanted to talk about it, but given that they are down there and you are on your own in here...I take it you were just looking to let it all sink in alone, huh? Sorry for ruining that..."

Pausing, she couldn't help herself watching Dani sip at the wine...watch the details as she swallowed, how her mouth would move and her lips deal with the liquid...
 
Dani accepted the glass wordlessly, lost in thought for a moment before her unfocused gaze was suddenly dragged over to the sight of Mia taking another sip in much the same way as her first. Silently she considered her own glass, as though answers might emerge from the ruby depths of the alcohol within.

Hard to find when she didn't even really know what questions she needed to ask in the first place.

She shook her head at the suggestion of candles and incense, it wasn't so much that she didn't need those things as that she'd never even tried them. The simple pleasure of relaxing in warm water had always been enough. Another, slightly smaller, shake came as Mia deduced at her reasons. "I was trying to forget for a bit really..." It didn't sound good to say it aloud but it was what she'd been doing. "Probably not the healthiest coping mechanism, but I just wanted to be outside my own head for a while." She was uncurling slowly, letting her petite body occupy the tub as a whole once more as she took a sip of the wine.

Her brow furrowed, then arched in surprise, her lips puckering for a moment, then smoothing around the rim of the glass. "That's... Not nearly as bad as I was expecting." The tang of fermentation and alcohol was never pleasant, but the tastes of chocolate and the underlying sweetness made this more palatable than most of the other wine's she'd had a chance to drink. A fairly small repertoire to be sure, but not totally nonexistent. She took another sip, deeper this time, tilting her head back a little and parting her lips to let the wine flow over her tongue, eyes lidded as she focused on the tasting.

The picture she made faded the moment the glass tipped back as a faint grimace crossed her lips and her brows twisted into a frown, but it faded quickly at least...
 
Mia sympathized, hearing the frustration on the other girl's voice and no doubt occupying her mind. It could be terrible to want to do something, but have the whole world seeming to stand against your wish to accomplish it. No comfort, no way out...nothing to be done but watch the cement truck coming to crush you.

Mia heard what Dani said, and then...whispered sort of into the air, "There's a lot of things like that." A strange smile came to her face, "...you know, not nearly as bad as...as you might first expect." Mia nearly stopped, thinking she had to be crazy to be thinking this. Daniella was desperate, it was true...but, enough to cast aside so many preconceptions? Mia had that sort of second-sense when it came to sensing suppressed need to experiment, but...was this perhaps also her own drunken desires messing around with her? Or was she really seeing Dani's eyes sliding once and while over Mia's thigh?

Her lips played against each other, licking a little moisture onto them. "Perhaps...our friends are not as crazy as they might seem? You need to get past this, Dani, and...well, I hate seeing someone get crushed by what seems like just stupid fate. So, what if..." She swallowed. Come on, admit something. Help her feel...wanted. Because she was. Mia's eyes drifted down to Dani's, and then...drifted lower, making very clear she was following the lines of her throat, seeing the swell of her breasts just below the water. "...what if I told you that I've been tempted by you from the first moment I've met you. What if..."

She slowly raised her leg, and dipped it down into the warm water. She planted it carefully between Dani's legs. "...I told you that if I could pay you for...for some of your time...I would. I would do it in a heartbeat, Dani."

She shifted a little more, and pulled her other leg and dipped it into the water, placing it between Dani's legs as well. Softly, slowly, she spread her legs...her outer calves connecting wet skin to Dani's wet, smooth skin...parting them and pinning them softly...OPEN...against the sides of the tub. The very smallest, lightest sort of imposition...

But now, Mia was sitting on the end of the tub, her thin pajamas wafting lightly on the air, and from her perch looking down into Dani's eyes with rising heat.

She leaned forward, her breasts swaying a little out...threatening to swing right into view. Her sensual lips inviting as she said, "What would you say if I offered to buy you for the night, Dani?"
 
The glass nearly dropped from Daniella's fingers when Mia's foot slid into the water between her calves. No way, no fucking way, this doesn't happen, this isn't happening. She swallowed, suddenly feeling as though hher throat had closed right up, what do I say?

The other foot, the suddenly very raw awareness of someone else' skin against her own as her legs were pushed apart. She's serious... Was she lying to lead into this? Is she-? That thought was severed before it could begin, it took only one look at Mia's face to tell Dani that she wasn't lying about being interested, about wanting her. But I'm not a lesbian!? I like guys!

Her eyes were wide by now, her mouth opening and closing like a fish, staring ,staring. "I-..." Words didn't seem to want to come. She had pride, and that aside, she wasn't interested, she couldn't be interested because she wasn't gay.

"You can't..." Her voice felt small and wrong, the denial it carried weak and without force behind it. She could just say no, she should say no... So why...

Why do I want to say yes?

"Can you even afford two months rent?" Stalling, searching for an excuse, a real reason to say no, the leverage to reject the desires. She tore her eyes away and down, realizing she'd been taking in Mia's body, the flush on her cheeks -when did that even get there?!- going from pink to red as it reached the tips of her ears and the curve of her collarbone.

Such a stupid question anyways, if Mia couldn't afford it, surely she wouldn't have even offered...
 
Mia heard the plea, the desperation of a person searching for a reason...any reason...to say 'no'. Rather than answer immediately, Mia decided to give Dani another COMPELLING reason to say yes.

With exaggerated motions, she slipped off the side of the tub, sliding down into the water. Heedless of her pajamas, which now drifted about her like an angel's clothing, she submerged down into the water right between Dani's thigh. Mia had all kinds of desire to linger, but she was there to make an impression...and Dani hadn't said 'yes' yet. She guided herself with feet against the far end, planting her arms on either side of Dani's body as she coasted through the water...

And surfaced, right in front of Dani. Her full lips were inches away from Dani's breasts, spilling water and bubbles away. Using her hands to prop herself up, her stomach and legs were certainly in contact with Daniella, her legs tucked in under Dani's knees and her tummy resting lightly against Dani's exposed core. Mia took just enough up so that her richly curved breasts were hanging, but not QUITE touching Dani's...her nipples waving just above...drip...drip...dripping droplets of water downward onto Dani's own, which (because of how Mia's thighs were pressing neatly into the backs of hers, she had been nudged a few inches higher in the water.

Her eyes sizzled as she looked up at Dani.

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Her lips were now incredibly close, smouldering eyes peering into Dani's soul, really measuring how much she wanted to say one way or the other.

She smiled, close enough that Dani could see every detail in that smile, every bit of texture to her lips wet from the water, her hair slicked back in a sexy wave from her brief trip under the bathwater. "I can afford it...can you afford to say no?"
 
"Meep."

Dani didn't have any room to move, Mia was practically on top of her legs, close closer closer, inches away. All dripping wet and nightdress clinging to her skin and that look in her eyes. So close, so painfully close, and yet not touching her, not quite, the ghost of the impression of skin contact, the little drips of water that fell from her hair, from her chin, from her breasts.

Distantly, Dani wondered if this was what it felt like to go insane, seeing things that weren't possible, feeling touches that weren't there. She legitimately wondered if she would be selling her soul to the devil if she said yes, and a part of her still said that wouldn't be so bad if the devil really looked like this.

"Oh fuck me..."

It was meant to be awestruck, a plaintive railing against the situation she found herself in.

It came out as a breathless request instead. A 'yes' if not quite in so many words...
 
Mia let out a throaty purr. "That...is the general idea." Her smile was as wicked as the devil Dani feared she might be. In truth, Mia was all but enchanted as soon as she had heard that shy, lost little 'meep' come out of her. She was going to utterly DEVOUR this beautiful young woman.

She rose up a little further, then settled down onto Dani's body. Her breasts crushed ever so softly against Dani's own, her whole lithe body melding up against the younger woman in the water beneath. She sank lower, her lips hovering only an inch above Dani's, and her eyes seemed much closer, large and luminous enough to nearly hypnotize. "Here...is what is going to happen, my beautiful bought treasure. Because you are so very much mine until the sun rises."

She leaned in, but...evaded kissing Dani on the lips. Instead, she slipped around and placed a kiss on her cheek...then her jaw...then, down on her neck. Up to her ear briefly...then, in a molten trail of tongue and lips, Mia kissed her way down Dani's neck to her collar bone just above the water line, using her kisses to punctuate her instructions, "You...are going to your room...and slipping on the sexiest...slinkiest...most enticing little outfit you have. Oh, and if you have nothing..." She laughed softly against Dani's skin. "Come naked."

More kisses, "Then you're coming to my room. Be quiet, so you don't wake up our friends." She wanted Dani in a place more versatile than a bath-tub, but this would maybe cement what was happening, to see the sleeping, snuggled forms of their friends down in the living room and know for certain Mia had not lied. "And when you come in...I want you to say 'I believe this is what you ordered, Miss Travis.' I've always wondered what it would be like to be able to order a delight like you off a menu." She laughed at the naughty idea.

Then, she very deliberately placed a kiss on the cleavage of Dani's left breast...then, her right...then rose up, and placed a single sweet kiss on her lips. A brush, not much more. A promise. A signature on the bill of sale, marking the deal as made.

Then, she dragged her whole naked body along Dani's, using her arms to push herself up, cascading water off her lean yet curvy body. She turned...her firm ass now right in front of Dani's face, the backs of her thighs supporting the heart-shaped cheeks. A brief rustle...and Mia dropped her pajama top down into the water. Then, she nudged the bottoms down over her behind, and dropped them down her legs to lightly splash in the water. Utterly naked, standing between Dani's legs, Mia flipped her hair around, and stared down at her, "Don't keep me waiting long, beautiful. Longer I have to think...longer I have time to think of things to do with you until the sun comes up."

With a sultry laugh, she stepped out of the tub, leaving behind her soaked pajamas floating on the water in front of Dani. Slipping out of the bathroom...

Waiting for Dani to deliver herself into Mia's hands.
 
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