"Home..." Claire breathed, leaning forward for another kiss, her tounge gracing Shawna's lips, "Bed. All night. Now."
"My place MMMM, few blocks... oh fuck, away..." Sharon moaned as hands dipped under her dress making her bite her lip to stop from attracting attention.
"Good choice." Daisha whispered as she stood up, making Sharon cling to her body trying not to slide off. The Amazon chuckled and picked her up in a bridal carry. All the better to keep making out with her.
"Go ahead, I just need to do something." Shawna said, giving Claire a little pat on her butt to get her moving.
She made her way to the dance floor, looking for Danae and Jalisa. The pair were in the middle of the crowd, each one having a red head clinging to them. She wasn't sure if they were new girls, or the ones they'd been doting on the entire night. Honestly at this point, probably didn't matter. The two could probably just take anyone they wanted home.
Getting their attention wasn't hard, after all there were only so many women that towered over the rest of the club. She explained that she was taking the truck to go have some fun with some 'new friends'. The duo said not to worry they had their own rides. After all, Rachel and Heather had invited them for some, 'after party drinks' they explained with a wink. Shawna hoped it was in walking distance or else their dates had to have a pretty good car to support them. Either way, she wished them good luck and a fun night.
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The door slammed open. Daisha walked in carrying Sharon, arms hooked under her legs while the pair made out, bumping into the wall a few times and hitting a table. There were no words between the two as they were finally free to explore their bodies against each other. Sharon simply pointed with her arm, and Daisha moved, hurriedly bumbling towards a bedroom.
The other pair's entrance was much less explosive. Claire simply walked in, waving Shawna inside before closing the door. The smaller woman took a hand and quietly pulled her in a different direction. Shawna allowed her to lead, not wanting to scare the poor soul.
"Guest room. It'll be a little smaller but..., we'll make do." Claire said, her voice fluttering a bit as she lead her partner to the room.
At the edge of the bed, she started to undress before Shawna stopped her. After all, it was more fun to unwrap presents. Claire just stood there as those big strong hands carefully and oh so slowly took the dress off. Rather than instantly going for the underwear, those hands just ran up and down her body, carefully taking in the details of her skin. She almost had to beg before the bra was taken off and the panties removed. With a careful shove, she landed on the bed and got to enjoy a show of her new goddess stripping. Fuck she looked even better out of the clothes.
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A body was slammed against a wall, lips were captured. No foreplay, no talking, no more waiting; a fire was inside them both and it wouldn't rest until they each had their fill. Their bodies clashing together was turning both of them on, though the darker one clearly dominated that contest as the smaller woman was lifted off the ground and pinned.
"I'll get you a new one." Daisha said as she finally broke the kiss without letting her drop.
Sharon was confused for just a moment before a 'ripppp' sound was heard. She looked down and saw this large woman had just shredded her dress with one hand before tearing her underwear off as well. God that was such a turn on.
With quick motion, she turned and lightly tossed Sharon to the bed. When she regained her senses, Daisha was at the edge of the bed, hands clasping handfuls of her own golden dress and with one motion, ripped it off to show the thong and low cut bra underneath. Those were quickly discarded as she got on the bed.
"Worship." was the command that left those golden lips.
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"MMM FUCK yes...."
Claire moaned as she was worshiped over every inch of her body. Shawna licked her erect nipples in a circular motion, swapping from one to the other as her hands ran down her backside. The pleasure was making Clair moan out loud, uncaring if her twin heard. Slowly that tongue moved down her body. Down her torso and then in-between her legs, kissing at her inner thighs.
"Yes....Mmmm, god yes... please..."
Claire opens her legs and wraps around Shawna's head. She licks the edge of blonde’s pussy, enjoying the tastes of the woman. Shawna's hands continued to massage and grope, trying to spread out as much pleasure as she could. Claire screams out in pleasure as her hips buckle trying to force more of that tongue into herself.
She couldn't believe her luck tonight, being worshiped by this African bombshell as she begged for more and more, and Shawna was more than pleased to oblige. Hearing this little doll just plead for more was such a turn on; Shawna's hand made its way towards her own pussy, feel her own desire build.
Soon the two switched, their bodies intertwined and their hands dancing off each other's skin. The light sheen of sweat on Shawna's body made her look all the more exotic, like something out of a story or myth. Clair wanted nothing more than to keep this dance up all night long.
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*CLAP CLAP CLAP*
Her butt bounced up and down as she rode her worshiper's face hard. She was a quick learner with her tongue too, hitting just all the right places. Too bad she couldn't go as rough as she wanted. Daisha had completely dominated the encounter, using her size and stamina to just wring out as much pleasure out of the smaller woman. With one more slam, she came, covering Sharon in her juices before moving off.
"Morrrrrreeeeeeeee...." Sharon begged when she was able to get a word after swallowing.
Her will was there, her body wasn't. The thick layer of sweat, flushed face and deep breaths...., the fact she was still awake was a bit impressive. And Daisha, while she had lost count how many times she came, hadn't gotten the big FUCK she had wanted. Oh it was fun to just throw her size around, intoxicating really, but she couldn't really go all out body to the wall fuck slam with someone half her size and maybe a third of her stamina.
She paused to take a long drink from a bottle, something she had gotten between rounds 5 and 6.... maybe? She lost track but since then she'd been having to do most the work anyway. At this point Sharon was little more than just a toy for her to use which again, while fun, wasn't helping to scratch an itch she had. Maybe another round or two would help.
She finished her drink before setting down the crushed plastic down on the dresser next to her purse..., where her mobile and the small emitter were. Hmmm....., ideas started to form in her head. Daisha had wanted to party....., why stop here?