My Magazine Collection
Regina was in the arms of a beautiful blonde and all she could think of was her bladder. Gently she pushed Emma off to the side to go to the bathroom…until a pile of magazines caught her eye.
Scrunching her eyebrows, she pulled one out. Flipping it open her eyes widened as she gave an undignified yelp.
She poked Emma.
The blonde moaned. "Regina what is it?"
"I seem to have found your…rather unusual magazine collection."
Emma's eyes shot open. "I thought I hid those."
Regina smirked, "You did…just not very well."
Emma sighed, "I…can…do you want an explanation?"
Regina smiled softly, "Of course not darling." She moved her lips to Emma's ear. "I was just curios, do you sometimes imagine these girls with me…or do you read these for a more individual…experience."
Emma buried her face in her pillow. "I never imagine anyone else when I'm with you Regina…just sometimes when I'm by myself I find it hard to…finish the job…so they help."
Regina's eyes softened. "Emma there's nothing to be embarressed about. It's fine…I never meant to make you feel so…is that even possible."
Emma peeked out from the pillow, her eyes drifting to the page. "Yes…I did that once…it wasn't that comfortable, not even that enjoyable."
Regina laughed, "I should have guessed you would know."
Emma smiled, "Why do you want to try?"
Regina gently pulled her fingers through Emma's hair. "If you'd show me."