These were the things that they did for fun.
It always started and ended in the bedroom.
This time, Cattleya is on her knees, crawling.
Meanwhile, Claudia is sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her come closer with growing blue eyes.
"Let me take care of you." That is all she says when she unbuttons the two buttons of trousers, all the while keeping her eyes connected with his. She can feel him through the zipper, bulging, thick, getting oh so aroused, and when she pauses, she can do something very naughty. Make it more unbearable.
She brings her face close to him, feels him shiver as she rests her cheek on the side of his thigh, getting closer still and uses her teeth to pull the zipper down. The metallic nasty taste does nothing to stop the moisture growing between her thighs when he moans her name. She is practically drooling getting this part done but is happy with the result.
There his member stands, tall, proud, and utterly him.
She loves the wisp of red hair at the base of his cock, she leans forward to get a better look at his delightful quiver.
A hand stops her, "cattleya we shouldn't, you don't have-"
"Shhh…" she shushes him, enjoying the blush to his cheeks. Enjoying the power, she holds between his thighs. "Let me enjoy this." He moans at the way she says it.
With an expertise that is all Cattleya, she grasps his member, now he is really groaning, and she hasn't even started.
She brings her hand to the dry tip, and then tugs, giving an unexpected jerking motion with her hand. Feels the veins of his cock, the girth that will no doubt make her insides go to jelly and make her ever wetter than she is now. Her panties are ruined that's for sure. She gets pre-cum on her fingers and dares a look up when she licks it.
She has never seen Claudia so undone, she almost feels sorry for him.
"Tell me what you want Claudia."
"What."
"I can't do anything if you don't tell me." She all but taunts his mush brain. She has never seen him so damn nervous, so damn turn-on, she has the evidence staring her right in the face, right in the face, face, his dick. Focus Cattleya. "Claudia, hun?"
That wakes him up, "Um…" he falters, "um," so like him to lose his head, "um, you could kiss"-
"Oh yes," Cattleya goes for his cock, not needing to be told twice, giving the tip of his wriggling head a soft kiss, then a fuller one along a bulging vein that is soon becoming her favorite part of him. She can just imagine it thrusting in her, deep in her, rubbing against her inner walls.
He pulls her head up, and that is when he kisses her, hard.
These were the things they did for fun.
She looked forward to what came next.
Very much.