ALL NOVEL Chapter 33 – A Romantic Make-Out Session
“Elana~”
Moira’s voice made Elana’s body tremble. She stopped kissing her… Was Moira still her rival? Lover? Girlfriend? Something else? She didn’t know. Her mind was a mess.
All Elana wanted was more of the damned woman’s taste. She leaned in for another kiss. Their lips met, and Elana felt Moira’s finger travel over her ass cheeks, then lower to reach between the legs from behind.
“Ahn~!” Elana moaned into Moira’s mouth. She bit her rival’s lower lip, then grabbed Moira’s hands and pulled them out of her panties as she took a step back. “That’s a no, no.” She blew her breath into Moira’s face. “Just a kiss, remember?”
“You are evil!” Moira managed to wheeze out - her flushed face a reflection of Elana’s. “I can’t believe you are going to pass on this.” She bit her lip, upturned her eyes and jiggled her breasts while spreading her legs.
While Moira still had her uniform on, Elana wanted to tear it away and lick away Moira’s horniness.
Yet…
Yet, what? Elana’s mind was full of Moira - her rival’s scent, feel, warmth, voice, touch and more.
Elana recalled there was the logic behind the decision of not fucking right away, but for the love of her life, she couldn’t remember what it had been. That made things easy. She studied the seams of Moira’s garb, seeing where it would tear easier.
“It’s expensive. Don’t ruin it.” Moira realised the danger and hurried to push her skirt down to reveal her drenched panties. “You beast. You ravaging sadist. Do you like what you see? Do you want to see more? Is the lady going to force me into doing sexual favours?”
Elana’s mind registered the insults but didn’t find enough working brain cells to care. She gulped, imagining Moira’s taste. She wanted it.
When Moira began peeling away her wet underwear, Elana almost dropped to her knees to get to the delicacy faster.
“Hungry?” Moira teased. She lowered her white panties, revealing smoothly shaved, plump and very wet pussy lips. “I have just the thing~!” Her fingers slid into the slit, then opened the entrance, letting the nectar run down her thigh. Her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath.
“Gods, you are sexy.” Elana sighed in admiration. She had never felt so much desire, but at the same time, she could not help but stop and admire Moira’s beauty. Watching the slender fingers stroke the heat, she recalled Moira’s words. “Show me,” Elana’s eyes followed every single movement. “Show me how you masturbated while thinking about me.”
“Now?” Moira’s body trembled. “You can-” Her teary eyes wished for more.
“Show me!” Elana commanded, feeling a semblance of control return. “I won’t go further than just kissing, didn’t we agree?” She teased the only woman who could be compared to her. She felt the flow of battle turn her way.
Elana could barely hold her legs from going limp when Moira released a strangled, sobbing sound. Her rival’s open mouth produced a drop of droll that rolled down her chin.
Moira was smiling. She moved her other hand to her pussy and began playing with her clitoris. Her smile turned sinister. “Poor Elana…” She mewled. “Can’t even satisfy her dream girl.”
“What?” Elana felt like she had been slapped. She tore her eyes away from Moira’s fingers that slid in and out of her rival's folds.
“So sad~!” Moira purred while licking her lips. “Ah!” More saliva rolled out of her mouth as she buckled in rolling waves of pleasure. Her hips moved along her fingers, forming an entrancing rhythm. “Are you-” She moaned. “Afraid of getting addicted?”
“Keep working that sweet pussy of yours, slut.” Elana growled back, trying not to furiously masturbate herself. This was why dealing with Moira was so difficult. Her rival always knew how to strike back. “Show this Mistress what you got.”
“Fuck-” She glared at Elana’s body with unrestrained desire. “You!” It simply was what Moira wanted.
“Not today!” Elana breathed in the smell of Moira’s body. She felt her head spin.
“Bitch!” Moira didn’t stop. She withdrew her finger out of her depths and licked it, making it somehow even wetter. “Like you will get another chance.” She then hid her arm behind her back, where her rear was. “Do you want me to finger my ass?”
“Push it all the way in,” Elana growled back, wondering how she had reasoned herself in this situation.
It had started out so well, so why were they fighting? Clearly, both of them wanted to fuck! Why were they locked in this farce? Elana wanted to scream!
Moira let herself slide lower against the railings, showing her finger between her legs and poking her rear hole. The finger slid inside Moira’s ass without resistance. “So tight, yet there is still so much space!” She stirred her insides. “If only there was someone who could fill me! Alas!”
“Just show me the goods. I will use your holes properly. Don’t worry about that.” Elana promised while showing her fist and where it would go.
“Fuck, I want that!” Moira released a beastly howl while increasing the speed with which she fingered her holes. “I want that, Elana. I want you!” Tears rolled down Moira’s cheeks.
Something broke in Elana. She jumped forward, pushing her lips against Moira’s cheeks. Her tongue began picking up the salty pearls. She licked Moira’s face like a dog, all pride forgotten.
Elana embraced Moira and joined the movements of her hips, syncing her body with her rivals. She grabbed Moira’s desirable ass, pulled and moulded it, not caring for anything. She enjoyed the elastic flesh and, at some point, found her lips locked with Moira’s.
It all became a blur. Elana felt Moira’s tongue explore her mouth. She poured her spit into her rival’s mouth, grabbed Moira’s arm, which was fingering the ass, and then made the woman put another two fingers in the hole.
Elana felt Moira’s body twitch, then again. She followed. Their bodies intertwined as Moira pulled her fingers out of the vagina and ass, then wrapped her arms around Elana.
They continued to kiss - their voices reduced to just grunts and moans. Elana opened her eyes to meet Moira’s blue.
They found themselves entranced, unable to look away as a tight bond wove them together into something they were always meant to be.
Elana didn’t say it, but her loving gaze conveyed it all. She gently bit Moira’s tongue and then joined her love in letting her body experience the utmost pleasure imaginable.
Their orgasms lasted for a long time, and they did not stop kissing for even a moment. Even with nothing spoken, Elana had joined her life with another person and did not regret it.
