Janet and Azami's Night Out

Only rarely had Janet seen a more beautiful sight than that of the cherry body paint cascading down over Azamiâ€s proud breasts. She couldnâ€t help but drool, her saliva dripping down onto Azamiâ€s hands and her belly. Though just moments before she had been challenging her Japanese loverâ€s authority, now she wanted nothing more out of life than to be able to lay at the girlâ€s feet, catering to her every whim.

“Y-you really are too good to me, my mistress!” she moaned, the stimulation of her womanhood by Azamiâ€s foot beginning to have an effect on her. “Iâ€m not deserving of you!”

She would reach her tongue out to lick Azamiâ€s breasts, only to feel her heart sink when they were pulled away from her. She had to beg for this, too?

“Oh p-please, oh, pretty please, Azami!” Janet begged, looking up at her mistress reverently, as if she were beholding the face of a god. “I will be yours forever and ever! You will grow old and grey, and I will be here, curled up at your feet, ready to serve at your command! I ask for nothing but your love, and I offer you my whole self in return! J-just please be good to me!”

Azami laughed and smiled widely at her lover before pulling the girl's head towards her breasts. She patted the back of Janet's head a few times while caressing her hair with her other hand.

"Very good!" she praised her. "Here, help yourself to your reward, sweetie~"

Azami shook her breasts a bit as Janet licked them, letting out a few moans from the sensation she felt. She let the girl worship her perky tits for a while until her mischievous side returned. The blue haired girl would then press her lover's head onto her breasts, lightly smothering her purposely.

"Here, here! Have some more~" she laughed. "I am a generous mistress after all, hohoho~"

Janetâ€s face lit up when Azami pulled her head forward, putting her within licking distance of those glorious, cherry-flavored breasts. “R-really!?” the Lakota girl stammered, overcome with happiness and gratitude. “Thank you, dearest mistress! I am unworthy of your affections!”

With gusto, she began voraciously licking up the cherry paint, enjoying the feeling of Azamiâ€s nice, firm tits jiggling beneath her tongue as she did so. After a few moments, she paused, leaned back, and let out a cute little burp, blushing and covering her mouth after she did so. “Excuse me, mistress,” she whispered, before once again going in and gorging herself on the body paint.

Seconds later, however, she would find her face pressed ever tighter into the wonderful rack of her lover. It only took her an instant to realize that Azami was exacting some small measure of revenge for Janetâ€s match-clinching breast smother a few hours earlier. “Mmmph!” the Native American girl squealed, her saliva being smeared across the princessâ€s breasts as she struggled to break free.

Azami grinned widely in delight as Janet struggled. It made her face beamed from the excitement she felt even though the girl couldn't see it. She kept smothering her lover for a couple more seconds before finally letting her go.

"Breaatthhh, my lover, breeatthh~" she cooed. "Anndd, again!" she said before pushing Janet's head between her breasts again, letting out a wicked laugh.

Azami only held the girl for a bit this time before she let Janet go again. She leaned forward and kissed her lover's cheek softly afterwards and caressed her hair affectionately. Her foot would also begin to start rubbing the girl's sex again.

"Sorry about that, sweetie~ I didn't go overboard, did I?" she smiled. "Lie on your back, my pet, I'll let you relax a bit, hoho~" Azami ordered, giggling.

Janet breathed deeply as she was finally released from Azamiâ€s smother, only to have her head pulled into the Japanese princessâ€s cleavage a second time, just moments later. “Rrrrmmm!” she growled, trying in vain to extricate herself from the sexy situation. Finally, Azami released her for good, and Janet gasped, trying to recover after having been suffocated. The cherry body paint was now smeared across her face, not to mention the mess of paint and drool that covered her loverâ€s breasts.

“Mm…Azami…if you want to have a smother contest rematch, all you have to do is say so…” Janet moaned, as she felt the Japanese girlâ€s toes gently rub against her crotch. When Azami told her to lie down, she obeyed, falling backwards and stretching out across the floor. “I hope you will let me finish off the cherry body paint thatâ€s still on your breasts, my love…” she sighed.

"Oh no, I didn't want to have a rematch, I just wanted to smother you a little bit~" Azami chuckled. "Feel free to get back to it later on," she winked suggestively.

Once Janet lie down on the floor, Azami got off the chair and lied next to the girl on her side, her head was resting on one hand. She brought her breasts closer to her lover's mouth so she could finish all the paint off, while her other hand would play with one of Janet's breasts and nipples. Azami's fingers would trail down slowly to the girl's crotch and gave her lover's lower lips a gentle rub as she smiled at her.

"Look at all this mess," she said, glancing at her own breasts and Janet's face. "I think we should take a bath together after this. Don't you agree?"

“Well, perhaps Iâ€d like to have a rematch, mistress,” Janet said, giggling as her lover teased her breasts, before slowly working her hand down to work on the Lakota girlâ€s womanhood. She shivered as she felt herself becoming more and more aroused. “Even though I defeated you the first time around.”

Janet took her sweet time in licking the rest of the paint from Azamiâ€s breasts, but she finally finished, leaving the Japanese princessâ€s chest glistening beneath the warm lights above them. When the girl suggested that they take a bath together, Janetâ€s eyes lit up, and she wiggled against her lover excitedly, clapping her hands. “Oh, yes, thatâ€s a wonderful idea! I was hoping you might make that suggestion, Azami. Why donâ€t you grab the next bottle of champagne, and I get the water running—that is, if you choose to unleash me and allow me to be your equal again, mistress.”

"Alright, lover," Azami said as she kissed Janet's cheek softly before getting back on her feet.

She took off the collar and untied the leash, licking her lips to savor the taste of the cherry flavored paint that was smeared on Janet's face. Azami went to grab the other champagne bottle and open it as her lover went to the bathroom. Once she's done, the blue haired girl would bring the bottle and their glasses to join Janet. Her mind was already wondering about a nice warm bath together with her lover, which made her blush slightly.

"All set, sweetie?" she said as she entered the bathroom with the champagne bottle and glasses.

Once Azami had untied her, Janet gave her lover a quick kiss before hurrying over to the bathroom. Since it was a five-star hotel, the bathroom was nothing short of luxurious, with a big bathtub that could fit five pairs of lovers in it all at once. Janet drew the water, watching it slowly fill the tub, inch by inch. The surface churned as the jets beneath the surface kept a gentle current going.

Just before Azami came in, Janet found a bottle of bubble bath and added it liberally to the water, thinking that it would add a little bit of fun to their nice, warm bath together. When the Japanese princess arrived with the champagne, the Lakota girl was already wading into the water, doing her best impression of one of the nymphs of Greek mythology.

“Come on in,” she purred, beckoning for Azami to join her. “The waterâ€s fine!”

Azami chuckled at the sight in front of her, with Janet doing an impression of a nymph in the bathtub. She eagerly joined her lover on the tub and put the champagne bottle and the glasses on the edge of it. The warm water was relaxing and comforting, much better than a shower, as Azami always preferred this more traditional setting.

"Mmm..." she purred with closed eyes and delighted smile. "It's nice indeed."

Azami would then wade towards Janet, and took the water from the bathtub to gently wash her lover's face. Her breasts were almost pressed against the girl's own, and she also gave a couple of soft kiss on Janet's lips as she wiped all the paint on her face.