Hearts In Hand...

Nikolette gasped as she felt Gwendolyn push her onto her back and take the lead. "M-me t-too G-Gwennie..." Nikolette croaked. She was overcome by the pleasurable sensations of Gwendolyn's touch and while she had tried to say the whole name, her tongue tripped over itself and she fumbled with the ending. She turned her head, her cheeks read with sheer embarrassment as their two bodies were completely touching each other save for one gloved hand that invaded the engineer's sensitive sex.

"Ahhnn.. nnn.. hnnn..." Nikolette's mouth was wide open but the moans that came out were slow and delicate. Gwendolyn's unleashed curls covered her liked a blanket, letting her hot breaths travel into the valley made by their ballooning breasts.

One hand cupped the heiress' neck and pulled her close so she could kiss at Gwendolyn's soft clesh. She suckled on her nape and nibbled at her shoulder and nipped at the ponderous chest, using one hand to pull a breast into her mouth, letting it mash against her face to stifle her moans while her mouth engulfed the nipple entirely and she lashed her tongue against it.

Meanwhile, her hips writhed at Gwendolyn's touch, gently undulating as though her most intimate spaces could never be fully probed. She wasn't thrusting outright but she would let her hips guide Gwendolyn's finger to the right spots and even tease her a bit by pulling away. Nikolette had no control over the lower half of her body truly, however. Gwendolyn's blissful stroking was what was fueling the reactions in her.

*Gwennie?*...A suppressed giggle nearly passed through Gwen’s lips at Nikolette’s abrupt nicknaming, a name she would only tolerate from her beloved. Accidental or not, Gwen found the prospect of Nik referring to her by such a cutesy nickname simply too adorable to pass up.

“Nyah!!..ah...” The abrupt suckling of her breast elicited a high pitched squeal from Gwendolyn, Nik’s slippery tongue flicking and caressing her pink-hued nipple in her mouth as it stiffened with every exhilarating suction. Gwen’s free hand would instinctively snake behind her engineer’s head and press it even deeper into her chest until her facial features were swallowed up by her saliva coated breast. Her weary eyes looked down to catch the lewd sight of Nikolette apparently being nursed into a submissive state by the heiress, a view more alluring than she would have thought.

Her satin gloved hand trailed along the surface of her drenched sex with one finger at first, teasing her with massaging motions as the thin fabric on her fingers added a distinctly elegant feel to her gentle probing. Nik’s gyrations helped guide Gwen’s penetrating index and middle fingers, tenderly caressing the folds of her deepest nethers and briefly relenting when Nikolette shied away.

Gwendolyn waited until Nik was at the height of her arousal before sliding her soaking wet fingers upwards to gently circle her fingers around her tender clit. All the while the heiress’ heaving, sweat soaked frame would practically melt into Nikolette with her own dripping womanhood grazing the engineer’s smooth thigh with involuntary grinding…

Nikolette's cheeks heated up as Gwendolyn caught her accidental nickname. Instead of faltering over her words, she increased the pace of her actions to try and distract the heiress from considering it a topic. Not that she could talk too much with Gwendolyn forcing her deeply into the wonderful bosom she was already suckling on.


"Mmmmmnnnnnn!"

When Gwendolyn began to rub her stiff clit, Nikolette pulled up, a distinct 'pop' and a trail of saliva left in the wake of the wobbling breast. She looked into Gwendolyn's eyes and then let her head fall again as she plunged her tongue deeply into Gwendolyn's mouth and began to furiously bat around the Heiress' tongue with her own.

She kissed deeply for a long time before she pulled away and audibly gasped. "S-Stop, Gwennie..." She huffed, resigning to the nick name before she rolled over and off the Heiress. She got to her knees and pushed her hands along Gwendolyn's smooth skin. "Ya keep goin like that an I'll burst." She said. "Just... relax for a bit so I can help ya catch up."

She smiled timidly and then leaned forward, kissing Gwendolyn's belly button and nipping at the tummy flesh while she pushed Gwendolyn's legs open and slowly began to kiss down towards the heiress' mound.

When Gwen’s gloved fingers barely caressed Nikolette’s blooming bud, it certainly didn’t illicit the reaction she was intending. The flustered engineer abruptly freed her engulfed face from Gwen’s fleshy orb, the heiress immediately flinching from the feel of cool air wafting over her drenched nipple.

Gwendolyn’s hazel gaze stared longingly into Nikolette’s emerald eyes, somehow still making out the green coloring of her iris’ in the darkened bedroom. A fleeting moment interrupted when Nikolette pressed her lips against Gwen’s in a passionate and forceful kiss with the engineer’s slippery tongue entangled with the heiress’ own. “Mmmm!!...mmm~...”Gwen’s tongue would be pushed around and easily oppressed by her partner’s domineering smooch. With every taste and lick Gwen felt the life drain out of her immaculate frame, becoming more submissive as her moans grew just as weak as the rest of her.

By the time Nikolette relented to allow some much appreciated fresh air the heiress would have a glossy look in her half-opened eyes with her mind worlds away at the moment. She looked up towards the engineer’s muscled, lithe form straddling her stomach, no other kiss before then having felt that spectacular.

“O-évidemment ... Je ... Je te fais confiance…” Gwen whispered in a foggy daze as Nikolette teasingly trailed heated breaths and teasing smacks down her slender stomach. Gwens eyes clenched shut as Nik spread her legs, blushing crimson red as she allowed her partner access to her most intimate of places. Flinching noticeably with a sharp gasp as Nik’s lips first made contact with her own, Gwen would start to relax and gradually undulate her lower half in tandem with the engineers tongue motions. At one point Gwen would instinctually wrap one of her legs behind the back of Nik’s, almost as if in a figure four headscissors, her fleshy thighs clamping tightly on the engineer’s rosy cheeks.

Nikolette kissed Gwendolyn's lower lips as tenderly as she might kiss the pretty ones that adorned her immaculate face. She was curious as her tongue probed and her nose gently nuzzled Gwendolyn's clit. She didn't want to make the girl cum but as Gwendolyn's legs wrapped around her, holding her in place, almost constricting her, Nikolette wondered if she even had a choice not to?

If it was what the heiress wanted, it was what she was going to get. Still, Nikolette let her hands glide along the smooth thighs and she even pulled away to let herself kiss the legs that squeezed her head, taking small, hungry bites on Gwendolyn's sensitive inner thighs before going back to dutifully pleasing her lover with generous licks of her wet sex.

The raw sensuality in the air was palpable as the blushing red heiress’ covered her mouth in a fruitless attempt to muffle her whimpered moans. The teasing licks and penetration sent shivers through out her sweat caked frame, arching her back while her beloved pleasured her in ways that practically left her mind a blank canvas with no thoughts other than of the tantalizing sensations between her smooth thighs. Nikolette’s bashful exploration of her drenched womanhood drained her with every nibble on her leg and gentle nudge of her clit…

Demonstrating tremendous restraint on her part, the flustered heiress would sit back up and untwine her legs around Nik’s reddened cheeks, using her dainty hands to gently guide her gaze upward so the pair could look each other in the eyes. Without any clothes or titles to separate them by their social standing in life, the pair weren’t an engineering grease monkey and an affluent beneficiary at the moment, but two women expressing their feelings for each other in the most sensual way possible. Gwen brushed aside Nik's hair to expose her scars from the Conway match, never flinching or recoiling but smiling tenderly…

“Together~…” With one whispered word Gwen would nudge the engineer to lay her back against the carpeted floor with the heiress descending as well until she straddled her taut abs. Smiling sheepishly with a glazed over look in her eyes, Gwen would shift around and lay flat against Nikolette until both their faces had unrestricted access to each others throbbing mounds. Closing her eyes and lost in the throes of lust, Gwen panted heatedly and lovingly nuzzled into her engineer’s drenched sex before kissing, licking, and treating Nikolette to the same pleasure she was bestowing unto the heiress.

Even if she knew in the back of her mind she should pull away, it was nearly impossible for her to do so. Not just because Gwendolyn's legs held her in place tightly but because she was lost in the moment, intoxicated by her position and wanting nothing more than to fulfill her duties as a lover and bring the heiress to a throaty climax.

Thankfully, somehow, Gwendolyn had a clearer head and unfolded her legs. She pulled Nikolette upwards and the engineer gasped as she was forced to look into Gwendolyn's eyes. Her own eyes drooped and she smiled. Her cheeks were flush with heat from sexual desire and embarrassment but she hoped that would be lost in the dim light.

Nikolette did as she was instructed and leaned on her back, giving Gwendolyn a simple nod and a soft. "S-sì, mia innamorata." She was trying to go for French but Italian came out. She guessed, as Gwendolyn began to turn her body and push against her, that trying to think in a language that wasn't your native tongue in a language that wasn't your native tongue while in this sensual setting wouldn't prove to bring the most accurate results. She was pretty sure that Gwendolyn would get the gist though.

Nikolette clutched Gwendolyn's naked ass when it while it descended upon her but before she could get her tongue back into her lover's womanhood, she felt her own pleasure renewed with Gwendolyn's dainty efforts.

"Hnnnnaagh!"

Nikolette bit her lip and covered her sudden gasp by returning the favor and continued to let muffled moans escape her while she softly bucked her hips and greedily probed Gwendolyn's honeypot.

The stimulating sensation of Nikolette’s tongue once again exploring the folds of her drenched womanhood made her flinch and briefly stop her own loving actions from the renewed penetration. It was with so much vigor and hunger than before, Nikolette’s fingers kneading into Gwendolyn’s perfect rump at the same time. Only by compressing her mouth entirely against Nikolette’s throbbing sex was she able to stifle her moans, enraptured by the scent and juicy feel of it against her lips. The entire situation was so lewd and unbecoming to a dainty aristocrat such as Gwen, she was hardly recognizing herself at this point in time.

Nevertheless, Gwendolyn promptly returned to her duties as a lover and intending not to be outdone by her beloved partner. She caressed and lubricated her partner’s blooming flower as best she could while staving off her own intense arousal. The sweat dripped from her forehead as at this point the pair were soaked in nearly as much perspiration as during their steamy encounter in the spa.

The heiress moans grew louder with each passing second, her orgasm teetering n the edge until finally the engineer would finally push the heiress past her breaking point. With one strained hump against her engineer’s flustered face, the heiress body tensed up into knots as her honey burst forth and leaked down her smooth thighs, her ecstatic moan sending vibrations into her’ partner’s sex.

Nikolette could barely focuse as Gwendolyn daintily licked at her drippign womanhood. She had been stifling moans of pleasure herself with her own dilligent licking until she had finally gotten her lover to climax.

Nikolette's followed instantly and while she desperately tried to take in Gwendolyn's flowing juices, her own sex was overflowing as well. Her body tightened and her thighs squeezed Gwendolyn's head while she came. She humped her lover's face without a thought until she finally came down from her high, flopping limpy against the floor while one hand softly caressed Gwendolyn's lovely rump.

"Oh.. G-Gwennie..."

It was about all she could manage. if she tried to make a coherent sentence, it would probably just come out in a jumble of languages anyway. She couldn't think at all and for once in her life, it was an absolutely pleasant feeling.

Aroused to the point of deliriousness, Gwendolyn bucked her hips hard into the mind numbing climax as she would instinctually grind her drenched sex into her partners flustered visage. Stifling her ecstatic moans into Nikolette’s own womanhood brought out the same reaction from her beloved, clamping her thighs onto the heiress’ head while she rode out her own orgasm. All of her senses were overwhelmed from the aroma, feel, and taste of her beloveds throbbing mound coating Gwens flushed red face in her juices, digging her nails into the muscled legs trapping her there. The simultaneous peaking of the enamored lovers left them both tensing up their sweat drenched bodies against the others in one euphoric moment frozen in time before the pair would collapse back down to the carpeted floor.
 
The soothing massage on her smooth backside was a gentle act that kept Gwen cognizant of where she was, tethering her back to reality from the lofty highs she just experienced. Her mind was still somewhat hazy when she lifted herself up to straddle Nikolette’s abs. The cold chill of the room was apparent after being separated from Nikolette’s warming embrace. After a slight shiver, the heiress would reach over and yank the blanket along with a few pillows from the nearby bed. With the hefty comforter covering the weary lovers from neck to toe, Gwen would shift to Nik’s side and snuggle her curly haired head against the engineer’s neck in this sublimely perfect moment.
 
“Mmm~....you’re the only one I’ll allow to call me that,...” Gwen whispered, chuckling to herself from Nikolette’s charming nickname while draping her arm over Nik's heaving orbs. “It seems you didn’t need my guidance in these matters of the bedroom at all, Ms. Engineer…”