Author's Note: Hey guys. Been a while… As always, I'm not exactly timely with my uploads, but I get there eventually. Eventually. I've been rather busy, but once again I am endeavouring to change that and becoming a little more active in that regard. I've got Uni and work, but whenever I've got free time, I've been working on stories like this and getting them steadily done.
I also have another reason for getting this particular story updated. I have a blog. Since the Tumblr purge, a lot of my stories on there have been deleted. It was frustrating to say the least. And so, I decided that I should have a place where my stories can live without threat of being tossed aside. And so, I created a blog on which all my Tumblr stories and the associated fakes are now held. Alongside some brand-new stories. I would link it here, but this site hates links, even links for its own bloody site. And so, I'll leave you with the pieces, so you can string them to together. It is FanfictionWriter101 followed by [blogspot] and finished withcom. With points in between. If you've ever seen a url you'll figured it out. If you have any questions, let me know.
And so, on to the smut. As mentioned last time, we are in for a treat. River and Amy. Now, as estranged as the Doctor Who timeline is, this is still incest, so those not cool with that may want to skip it. Which isn't a problem. It means you can go and check out my blog a little earlier than the rest of us. Lucky you! Without further ado, enjoy some lesbian antics with two absolutely gorgeous women.
Chapter 10: Promiscuous Personality
Everything went by so quickly. One moment, a strange and naked woman drifted in through the doors of the Tardis. Next thing Amy knew, she was swanning about the console flying the Tardis as if it were her own, that unmistakable, unbelievable arse bouncing about the place. God did she know how to walk in such a way that her cheeks bounced, jiggled. And with such confidence in her naked body. Even Amy found herself unable to be naked in public settings. At least, she was never so bold as to flaunt herself openly. Rather she snuck around with giddy excitement. River was so much freer with herself as if she wanted her nudity to be known and well-seen. The Tardis landed rather softly at her hand, her talented hands. Amy was almost overcome by the woman. As she had been with the Doctor. Tempering her arousal, Amy kept quiet, watching as she and Doctor seemingly fawned over each other. They had a history, though to what nature she was yet unknown. And surprisingly… Amy didn't mind the idea of the Doctor and her being intimate, though she knew of his virginity. The idea of being in any means able to fuck River was a tantalising option and a threesome even more so. Amy almost didn't mind that she was being dragged along like a lost puppy for the rest of the day. Almost…
The Doctor seemed so focused on this 'Weeping Angel', focus that was only equalled by that he spared the Daleks, prompting Amy to wonder just how many things in the universe he despised with such conviction. As soon as the clerics arrived, Amy played nothing but second fiddle to everyone else in those caverns, sitting idly by as everyone else marched around with purpose and place. The Doctor disappeared into one of the main buildings, not even sparing a thought to her as she sat there, purposeless. The redhead busied herself watching River walk around in her nudity, but had that joy cut short as she dawned the dull camouflaged jumpsuit. As much as Amy loved a uniform, nothing was quite as unsexy as baggy clothes on such a busty and bountiful woman. They didn't even hug the curve of her ass much. And so, she sat there, bored out of her mind with no estranged alien scenery to take in bar a cave that looked like it would happily sit in the shires of England; hardly the most delightful of environments. Regardless, she sat and waited for anything to curb her misery and boy did her misery get curbed in the most… rigorous of ways.
"Amy? Right? I don't think we've properly been introduced. All this hubbub has gotten right in the way of that, I suppose," a voice called from her side. Turning sharply to her left, she was met with the plump lips of River Song, drawn into a delightfully seductive smile. However, her eyes only lingered on that for a moment, as she drew her gaze downwards and spied that River had dropped the zip of her clothing a little downwards, just enough to flaunt the plump cleavage that she so fortunately sported. No bra as well. The zip was dropped enough to reveal that fact. Funny how she had had her jumpsuit so tightly zipped up only moments prior, yet Amy was too taken by the sight to question it, "I'm River. River Song. You must not have been travelling with the Doctor for long?"
"Why do you say that?" Amy stammered as she rose to her feet, trying to wrestle her eyes away from River entirely, yet failing to do so. She felt her panties, hastily put on in the first place, slicken considerably, reigniting the delightful dampness that had been born from watching the woman's ass bounce around so perfectly.
"Well, either you've been travelling with him so long that you've learnt to keep quiet in these sorts of situations, or your new enough to not question it," River commented, finally snapping Amy's gaze away from her chest, long enough to answer.
"How are you so sure that I'm the second?" Amy asked as River laughed openly, moving to instinctively fold her arms in front of herself, only to stop midway through her movements to snake them behind herself. Amy may have been awestruck, but she wasn't stupid. That was one of Mel's moves back on Earth. Whenever she was trying to pick someone up at a club, she'd never fold her arms in front of her as she normally did. Blocked her cleavage she said. River was doing the same, yet Amy never knew her pertinent her realisation was.
"Easy. The way you look at the Doctor… You don't hate him just yet. Well, not nearly as much as someone who has travelled with him for long has," River chuckled, looking into Amy's eyes with a degree of intent, one that was quite striking. Laying a hand on her shoulder, River gestured towards one of the walkways, "Let's go get a coffee. They'll be a while setting up still. And the Doctor hasn't finished brooding. Never interrupt him when he's brooding. You'll never hear the end of it."
Laughing, the two of them wound their way along the many twisting pathways, River taking a few steps ahead, drawing Amy's eyes downwards towards her ass. Strange as it seemed, it was almost as if her clothing had gotten much tighter… Much tighter. It hugged her ass immensely, following the curve with such intimate precision that Amy was almost certain she had to have changed her outfit at some point. Either that or she had the ability to control the size of her ass, further giving Amy the impression that River was trying something. If not for her, then the Doctor. The former choice was more interesting however. As River led her to one of the already set-up buildings, the curly-haired blonde entering before her, Amy made sure to lower the zip of her own jacket and hike her skirt another inch upwards, properly flaunting the curve of her ass the fringes of her panties. What harm would it be to be a little more direct anyways? Breathing a deep breath, she stretched that gorgeously sultry smile across her face and stepped inside, closing the door behind herself.
"They might take a while to set everything up, but even the clerics know what is important. The coffee machine. It's been far too long since I've had a cup of coffee," River smiled, grabbing two cups and filling each one with a portion of coffee as Amy sidled over beside her, not wanting to sit down and hide away her assets, as delightful as her ass looked spilling over a surface, squashed firmly against it, "How did you and the Doctor meet?"
"He kind of just fell out of the sky to be honest," Amy chuckled, not having really thought about it in a while. This had been her dream for so long that she didn't really think any longer about how it all began. How it began so many years ago, and how bizarre the story was.
"He does that a lot. A lot of falling and a great deal of it happens to be from the sky. The number of times I've watched him fall like that. Oh, I could tell stories about those days indeed," River added. How many times had the Doctor fallen out of the sky into some random girl's lap. That story could be told countless times over.
"You and he seem familiar with one another. How did you two meet?" Amy asked, intrigued as to how the Doctor and she were so close that she could fly into the Tardis butt-naked and he didn't even raise an eyebrow. There was an interesting story there to be sure.
"Oh, that is a long story. A story I don't know the half of," River laughed with the same intonation that Amy had done so when she told River of how she met the Doctor; the same abject disbelief and uncertainty. It was rather interesting to say the least.
"Okay… Different question. How did you two get so close that he doesn't blush seven different shades of red when you're naked with him?" Amy asked, trying to be a little bolder and to push the fold, wanting to know just what the blonde was playing for.
"Quite the question. Which in turns begs me to ask how you know he blushes when next to naked women? Which suggests that you've been naked with him…" River mused, watching Amy bow her head, not in shame or embarrassment, but rather at being called out so easily. Amy always thought she held her secrets deep, yet River seemed to know every slightest tell, "He's seen me naked a few times I think. By now at least. I'm not entirely sure. I personally think its new naked women and not just naked women. But I've not properly been with him if your concerned. Though, I wouldn't suggest getting attached to him in any other way but physical."
"I hadn't planned on. And you're naked often enough to know all this about him?" Amy asked as River handed a cup before turning and sliding into one of the nearby seats, facing Amy as the redhead propped herself up on the counter, her legs parted just enough
"I'm naked more often than not, especially around those worth being naked around," River laughed, leaning back, allowing her eyes to be distracted by the creaminess of Amy's thighs and the darkness beneath her skirt. Were River a betting girl, she'd say that darkness was her panties and not the shadow of her clothing. At least she hoped that were the case. Black lace was to her what red cloth was to a bull.
"You were naked around me in the Tardis…" Amy said with a raised eyebrow, hiding her lips behind the rim of her cup, sipping on the hot coffee as she and River's eyes met, the two of them sharing a look. They had both been testing the waters, wondering if maybe the other was doing the same thing but without the solid conformation. Both of them smiled softly, knowingly.
"Maybe you're worth being naked around?" River said with a smile, taking a swig of her coffee before setting it down on the table beside her. Stretching, she rested her elbows on the back of the seat, pushing her chest forwards in a natural and unassuming way, an act that was returned by the even slighter parting of Amy's legs.
"You can't possibly know whether that's true," Amy smirked in response, setting down her own cup of coffee and looking River straight in the eye, ignoring the buxom chest and staring directly at her. Amy knew how to play the game, and she knew how to win, however meaningless that victory was when the ending was the inevitable culmination and orgasm of the pair of them. Hardly a losing horse in that race.
"Oh, I can't? I'm a rather good judge of character," River responded with a tact smirk, watching Amy's eyes intently, the two of them not daring to flinch as their smiles grew wider and their thighs grew slicker. Neither of them cared as to how public they were.
"Ah, I see… Well, I think that the basis upon who you decide is worth being naked around isn't based on character at all…" Amy chuckled, sliding off of the counter and striding slowly towards River, and boldly straddling the blonde woman's lap, pressing her body up and against hers as their lips lingering mere inches away from one another's, "I think you make those judgements on a more physical basis."
"You are a clever one…" River purred, her hands riding up and onto Amy's hips, pulling her ass downwards and slowly grinding her crotch upwards, meeting Amy's steady and rhythmic writhing, the two gyrating their bodies together as their lips lingered that little bit closer. Finally, their demure broke down and they each let out soft moans, enjoying the feeling of their bodies pressed snugly together and all the pleasure that it could promise. Their lips lingered close enough that their hot and steamy breath emanated across each other's cheeks, their eyes drinking in the beauty of the other woman. Slowly, they leant closer in, pressing their lips together, gently at first; a test to see the temperament of the other, see what kind of lover they were. It was the two of theirs eagerness to slip their tongues into each other's mouths that set of the passion in their bodies. As soon as their tongues met, a fire was lit inside their bodies, their hands abandoning their previous place and immediately lunging to grope and pull. For Amy, her hands went to River's breasts, so easily in view and tantalising in their round perfection. River's hands however latched themselves onto Amy's cute little arse, pert and round in all the right ways. Just enough meat to give it a bounce. Amy's skirt had wrapped itself around her waist, serving more as a belt, her black lacy thong perfectly in view. River's hands fitted themselves to the curve of Amy's ass cheeks, gently prying them apart, testing ground yet again by setting the tip of her finger against Amy's asshole, eliciting deep moans of pleasure, moans that River seconded as she realised the possibilities. As her finger ran across the hole, teasing it, she felt the fabric that carved her cheeks in two: lace. She couldn't resist. Pulling sharply away, she looked down at between the two of them and saw the colour, her pussy igniting with arousal as she saw the dark fabric, perfectly contrasted by the light colour of her skin. Her eyes widened as she looked up at Amy with passionate intensity.
"Is something wrong?" Amy asked as she slowed her squeezing of River's breasts. They were so plump and bountiful, and her zipper so low that they popped out of their confines at the slightest touch, her pillowy handfuls being sunk into by Amy's delicate fingers. She slowed her squeezing but did not stop it entirely. She simply couldn't bring herself to do so. They were so soft and delicious, her nipples so pert and… begging to be pinched, squeezed, licked, lapped, and devoured in every sense of the word. Even as the silence lulled between them, Amy's fingers were curling around one of those hardened teats, lightly pinching it as she rolled her digits back and forth, toying with the bead in preparation for her supple lips to begin their work. Before she could do just that however, River burst into action, charging down like a proverbial bull.
"No… Something is most definitely right," she moaned, the sound that came from her lips breeding arousal in Amy's cunt. It all happened so swiftly for the redhead as her black-lace aphrodisiac set River off. Grabbing Amy's thighs, River lifted her sharply upwards, all before bringing her right down onto the floor as softly as she possibly could. Laughing playfully, Amy looked into River's eyes and saw nothing but intensity. It was captivating. She watched as River's hands stripped away Amy's jacket, pulled her tank top up and over her head revealing her pert little tits. River's lips lunged towards them, sampling each of her pink little nipples, leaving them both gleaming with saliva before hooking her fingers into her skirt and tugging it sharply down. The suddenness of her movements pulled her panties slightly away from her pussy, enough that Amy thought the woman had taken them off alongside her skirt. Yet, River, intoxicated by them, pulled them back into place, fitting her thong up against her slick pussy once more, letting her hot breath wash over the lightly damp fabric. Confused as to why River was redressing her like this, Amy didn't spare it a second thought as River's tongue lunged forwards and showed her what the woman was able to do.
Her tongue lunged forwards lay flat against her panties. Drawing her tongue upwards, she drew it along the length of the fabric, tracing her pussy through the slickening garment, tasting her sweetness through the lace along. That single touch brought more arousal from her pussy that Amy could have imagined, yet she was hardly done. Placing the tip at the base of the fabric, River drew it upwards, forcing the fabric to follow the line of her slit closely, allowing River to see the woman's cunt without peeling the panties to the side. River's hands found Amy's thighs and spread her legs wider, watching as the thin swatch of fabric she called a thong was enveloped by her outer pussy lips. Moaning, she kept the redhead's legs in place, pushing them back even further. With only her tongue, she dipped it into her folds, fishing out the fabric that carved through the flesh in the first place, peeling it to one side so that she could taste the deliciousness in its entirety. With her panties to one side, River didn't dare take them off, instead pushing her tongue sharply through the redhead's folds, bringing her face so close that her black lace brushed against her cheek bones. Moaning at the sensation and the situation, River began to peel apart her folds, working her tongue in and out of the many crevices and dips of the woman's pussy, exploring and discovering the sensitive portions and making sure she knew her cunt as well as she knew her own one. Flicking past her entrance, River circled her clit once and only one, drawing her face back once she knew Amy's pussy intimately and in detail. As a viper reared its head before attack, River took one last breath free of Amy's delectable aroma and dove back inside.
Lodging itself deep inside her pussy, River stretched her tongue and curled it as far inside as possible, licking every inch of her pussy with intense desire. Her lips were thrust so firmly up against Amy's that even the slightest movement of her tongue caused her entire mouth to shift in some respect, her lips writhing up amidst her folds, adding subtle pleasures to her delectable body. Her chin was pushed right against her cunt, her mouth sending shuddering pleasures through Amy's supple form. Licking and lapping intently, she let her nose rest against Amy's clit, applying a soft and gentle amount of pleasure to the sensitive bead, the musk of her quim filling her lungs. River's own pussy was drenched, her pantiless crotch soaking through her clothes, drenching even the thick fabric of her jumpsuit. Moaning into Amy's pussy, River adored the delicious pleasures of her cunt, loving the way the redhead's slickness coated her cheeks and chin, glimmering whenever she pulled back for a breath of air; though those breaths were short and fleeting as she adored the delightful hole. Curling her tongue up and down, she stretched Amy's pussy as much as possible, though truth be told, there was little work to be done in that regard. And whilst River had spent a large amount of time getting to grips with Amy's pussy, most of her movements came down to a strange intrinsic muscle memory. It may have been a long time since she had tasted the redhead's pussy, but after a small amount of time she had easily familiarised herself with the hole that she had devoured many times before, though that was a fact that River had no intention of allowing Amy to discover.
Amy leant back against the floor, the sensation of her looming orgasm bringing shivers to her naked body. Her breasts stood pert on her body, nipples hard in the cool air. Moaning loudly, she let squeals slip from her lips whenever River found a sensitive sweet spot, lunging up against her clit or even her g-spot within her. The redhead's hands dropped to her breasts, capturing each of her nipples betwixt her fingers, rolling them back and forth, infinitely enchanted by the deliciously soft pleasure they provided her, a stark and immeasurable contrast between the immense pleasure of River's tongue. Amy's eyes however kept locked on River's face, watching it grow steadily slicker with her arousal, her juices flowing and shining across her face, making her even more beautiful in Amy's opinion. Arching her back, she drove her cunt firmly into River's pussy, loving the way her wild and untamed hair bounced with her wild and deep licks. As the two of them continued to writhe in tandem, River's licks became wilder, more driven, running up and down, back and forth, In and out, lathering every inch of Amy's quim with saliva, replacing the liberal coating and glimmer of arousal that covered her folds. Moans vibrated through her pussy as River grew more and more aroused. Unable to contain herself any longer, Amy drank in the sight of the blonde between her legs, pinching her nipples firmly. It took a great deal of drive and purpose to pull River away from her pussy, to deny herself the pleasure that she was providing. Not to mention the sight of River's gorgeous features smeared with her juices was more of an aphrodisiac to Amy than her black lace panties were to River.
It was easy to thread her fingers through River's hair, but no so easy to rob her of her prize. However, as Amy rolled onto knees and lifted River to hers, the redhead rewarded River's lips with another hole. Their lips met once more, this time Amy letting dozens of moans flow from her lips; moans prompted from her by the taste of her own pussy, a taste that was infatuating for her. Their tongues shared her taste back and forth, moaning together. Grabbing the neckline of River's jumpsuit and began to tug it down and along her body, rolling it down her body. Her breasts already bounced free, jiggling as they shifted downwards. Her clothing peeled over River's ass cheeks, those cheeks bouncing and shaking as Amy rolled River onto all fours. Furthermore, she dragged the clothing down and off River's body, revealing the woman's ass in its entirety. It was even more enjoyable in person. Amy's hands sank themselves into River's ass cheeks, sinking them deep into the soft pearly flesh. Spreading those cheeks apart, she saw River's asshole, delightfully agape, revealing to Amy that River was a woman of particular tastes. For even as her pussy lips quivers and dripped with arousal, it was River's asshole that clutched and begged to be fucked. Amy couldn't help but imagine all the cocks that had driven themselves into River's ass, pounded away at her so vigorously that it rendered her hole in such a state. Humming deliciously at the sight, Amy continued to paw and pull at her ass cheeks, leaning forwards as River moaned at the delicate massage. She felt Amy's hot breath against her skin, encouraging goosebumps to ignite across her skin, showing her sensitivity in that area. Amy couldn't stop herself, her cunt driving her to do as she was about to do. If River preferred ass-play, then it was ass-play she would get.
Her lips dropped down to River's ass cheeks and planted a soft kiss on each of them, red lipstick clinging to her creamy ass cheeks. She gave one additional kiss, tentative, yet with purpose. Leaning forwards, she kissed River's gaping hole, moaning at the taste and the subsequent moan that came from River's mouth. Her tongue slipped forth from her mouth and curled around the fringes of her asshole, gently and softly teasing her entrance and learning just how much River Song valued the pleasures of her ass. It almost enveloped her tongue; almost tried to swallow it entirely, drawing it deeper within her, not that Amy required any form of encouragement as to push Into River's ass. The sight was enough. At the beginning of her steady pushing tongue, River's elbows buckled, and she rested her cheek against the floor, her hand lunging towards her pussy, running circles across her clit as she did so. Her other hand clasped her breasts, her nipples still rock-hard, throbbing with sensitivity. The change in position caused her to push her hips backwards and upwards, allowing Amy more access and control of her ass. The moans that came from both of them spoke to the passion they both felt for the act. River had had countless tongues inside of her ass, and… had had Amy's tongue inside of her ass countless times before. River's mind was brimming with the many times they had been like this, the many forms of orgasm that the two of them had and would share. That alone was enough to bring pleasure to her body; remembering the countless orgasms that had shuddered through their bodies. Amy had so much ahead of her, both at that moment and in the moments to come. She had an ass to like at that moment, and many asses to lap at in the future. River was almost envious.
Easing her tongue deeper inside of River's ass, Amy let go of her ass cheeks, moaning like a hungry little whore when River's ass cheeks bounced and clapped against her face, smothering her in the most delightfully plump of arses. Grabbing River's thighs, she pulled the blonde back onto her tongue, keeping it rigid like a cock and writhing it deeper into her hole, flicking up and down, loosening the woman up more than she needed to. Tongue-fucking River, she moaned and hummed into the woman's ass, wanting to be smothered up by it. Fingering her own pussy as she played with her tits, River moaned, loving it. The way Amy's tongue ducked and dove with in her, moving swiftly across her insides, moving with such a deft and dexterous touch that it was near impossible not to constant slaver at the pleasure. Pushing back into Amy's tongue, River bounced on Amy's wriggling muscle, using it as it were a cock, sliding back and forth. Realising exactly what River wanted, exactly how she wanted her ass to be used and to be fucked. Amy wished she had a cock, or at least a strapon, so that she could hammer herself into River's ass. Yet, such lustful desires weren't able to be met. However, Amy was well-versed in sexual creativity. Long and lustful sessions with Mel and Rory back on Earth had made her a deviant mind, one able and capable in making people cum in delightful ways; especially via anal. She learnt that from both Mel and Rory incidentally. Mel was especially susceptible to anal toying, though she was a great deal tighter than River.
Plucking her tongue from her ass, Amy replaced them with her fingers, stretching three fingers deep inside of the blonde and finally silencing those sultry moans from those sumptuous lips, causing River's moan to catch in her throat. Inching those three fingers as deep as possible, Amy sidled forwards, pressing her crotch against River's arse, angled in such away that she was able to drive her fingers even further inside, inside those clutching depths. Her fingers became her cock, disconnected, but perfectly positioned to give the impression to both of the women. River and Amy's pussies brimmed with passion, drizzling arousal along their thighs. Her hand fell away from her pussy, the blonde pushing her hands against the floor and pushing herself back up onto her hands and knees, her ass pressed so perfectly against Amy's crotch, the heat of her pussy emanating across her ass. Pulling her hips backwards, Amy kept her wrist nestled against her crotch, pulling her digits out of River's ass as if they were fastened to her slim and slender thighs. Easing them backwards, she drew them until only the tips of her fingers were resting inside of her ass. Before Amy could even move River had done what she meant to do. Pushing back against Amy, River impaled herself on the girl's digits, launching into a series of bouncing thrusts, easing back and forth, fucking herself on the pinched fingers. Moaning as her fingers were slid in and out of the tight and clutching entrance, their two bodies colliding against each other harder and harder. The meaty jiggling of their bodies filled the room with the slapping of flesh, River's breasts being the most notable sound as the clapped together beneath her, the cool air of the room rushing across her hardened nipples.
"Long slender fingers. Quick attentive tongue. Deliciously tasty pussy. Why, if the Doctor was a woman I'd understand why he loves you," River moaned as she bounced back and forth, getting fucked harder and harder by Amy's fingers. The redhead began to slam her hips forwards, impaling her with more impactful power, watching her ass cheeks bounce and shake as she did so. Whilst it wasn't nearly as pleasurable for her as it was for River, Amy's pussy was still pulsating with the pleasure of each push, her hand sliding across her folds whenever she and River collided, their bodies briefly becoming one with each other as Amy pushed forwards and River pushed backwards. Glancing over her shoulder, she looked Amy in the eye and moaned. She was gorgeous. She had forgotten how gorgeous she was. Humming delightfully, they continued to fuck, hammering into each other and moaning as if the pleasure was entirely real, as if Amy's fingers were a thick and throbbing cock.
"And if you were a man, you'd understand as well," Amy purred in River's ear, grabbing one of the blonde's ass cheeks with her hand and pulling her sharply backwards, the two groaning as Amy pulled her fingers out of River's ass, keeping her pussy pressed firmly against the blonde's bum. Reaching in front of her, Amy slipped the three fingers into River's lips, the blonde eagerly licking them clean as Amy rolled her onto her back, sliding between her thighs and pushing her panty-clad pussy down against River's, pretending to fuck her with an Invisible cock. Leaning together, she kissed River, the two of them once again sharing the tastes that they had collected with their tongues, letting them dart back and forth as they ground their bodies together, a thin layer of slick sweat beginning to gleam across their juicy bodies. Their breasts pushed together, Amy's pert little tits getting enveloped almost entirely by River's plump, rounded handfuls, their nipples pinging and bouncing together, prompting them to moan whorishly into each other's mouths. There was only one pleasure that they both wanted. Fingers and tongues were all well and good. Hell, if that had a cock to hand that would have been alright for a time. No, there was something that each of them wanted more than anything else pressed up against their pussies. Another slick and pleasure-hungry cunt. It just so happened that they were a couple inches away from being in the perfect position to scissor their sumptuous bodies together and ride together into a new blissful orgasm.
"Oh Amy… I believe I already understand," River purred, taking Amy's shoulders and pushing her backwards onto her back. Toppling to the ground, Amy watched as River shifted towards her, remaining on her back as she spread her legs, planning on interlocking them with the redhead's in order to grind their cunts together. Realising River shared her desires, Amy grabbed the strings of her thong and moved to remove the sultry garment, only to be stopped as River spoke up, "Leave them on… They suit you… A lot."
"Then they stay on… I would ask you to keep yours on, but it seems River Song goes commando," Amy grinned as she pulled her panties back into position, running a finger along her panty-clad slit, adoring the way the fabric hugged her folds, hugged her cunt. It would definitely be pleasurable to grind her thong covered pussy against River's. She had worried it would be less pleasurable to do so with a pair of panties slung across her hips, but little did she know the sensation of the fabric being pressed into every corner of her folds, curled into the snuggest of avenues her pussy could provide, would be pleasure unlike any she had felt for quite some time.
With their legs interwoven, the two of them each wrapped an arm around one of the other's legs, pulling each other closer together, fitting their pussies firmly together, the redhead's panties outlining her own pussy as well as being pressed against River's, the two of them both imprinting the shape of their folds into the fabric, their combined wetness drenching the fabric in their juices, causing them to moan as their pussies collided through the panties. It was a unique pleasure and quite unlike any scissoring Amy had ever done. Little did Amy know, that River and the Doctor's relationship wasn't nearly as important as hers and River. This first encounter between them would be the beginning of so many fruitful fucks with one another, the two of them becoming closer and closer as time went on. At least for Amy that is. That initial press against each other caused the two of them to throw their heads back in pleasure, moaning loudly as the promise intense pleasure presented itself. But promise was never enough for those two beauties. With their arms hooked around the other's legs, just the right amount of pressure applied to their pussies, they began to move in tandem with one another, River grinding down and up, and Amy writhing up and down, opposite directions to allow for the most delightful transfer. They may never have fucked each other like this, but the countless times they had fucked other women gave them lessons a plenty in the ways of scissoring. Though, technically, they had both fucked each other like this. A curious thought River had, yet one she didn't think on, instead matching the fever and desirable ferocity with which Amy was thrusting into her pussy. It seemed River's infatuation with Amy's black lace panties was no longer one way.
Moving back and forth, they scissored slowly at first, building steadily a rhythm that could satiate them. Moans came from their lips as they slowly increased their speed, dragging their pussies back and forth, gently running their slits up and down. River's free hand went to her breasts, gently squeezing each of them as Amy's hand ducked down and between their pussies, glancing back across her own clit and River's, rubbing both of their sensitive spots, working her digits back and forth as they bumped their cunts against each other. It was immensely gratifying. The work they had done with their tongues and fingers had started them off, but this would be what finished them. And their orgasms were looming. Amy's was a little behind River's, but as the intensity between them grew, their hips thrashing back and forth, their pussies slamming harder and harder into each other, their desire grew and their orgasms grew with it. Their breathing became ragged, almost uncontrollable as they moved their bodies so sharply and powerfully. The strain on their muscles was worth it however. Oh, it was worth it. The pleasure returned their exerted passion tenfold, their hairs standing on edge as the came closer and closer. So violent was their thrashing, that Amy's panties caught in her pussy, with one of their mistimed thrusts causing the panties to be pulled suddenly upwards, snapping at the waistband and pinging across and onto Amy's face. Giggling, Amy felt her head get pulled upwards so that she and River were face to face, their cunts still meshed together. With her panties pinned between her lips, Amy watched as River leant in and took them with her own teeth, savouring the lingering taste of both of their pussies upon the fabric. Begrudgingly dropping them to one side, she pulled Amy into a deep snog, frantically grinding their crotches together until their burst into glorious orgasm, River first, before Amy followed. Screaming as her orgasm flooded over her body, River squealed, "Yes!"
She didn't stop her grinding in the slightest and increased it if anything, wanting to push Amy over the edge. That wasn't too difficult. The sudden change in pleasures from scissoring with a panty-clad pussy to an exposed and bare pussy was night and day. Neither one was better, but the swift change between the two resulted in her orgasm being fast-tracked into fruition, her body tingling as she let her orgasm take control, her body shuddering as her pussy quivered in the most enticing way. The was a unique pleasure to have an orgasming pussy pressed against your own, making everything all the more intense, her folds becoming all the slicker by their combined arousal. It lasted for several moments, their hot breath intermingling before their lips fell apart in panted laborious breath, their eyes staring deep into each. Leaning close, their pulled each other into another kiss, their tongues fighting intimately with one another as they rose onto their knees, their bodies fitted snugly against each other, their chests rising and falling.
"Bloody hell!" a voice called from the doorway, causing Amy to suddenly turn, worried they had been found out. River, however, merely glanced over her shoulder coyly, her smile growing wider as she saw the startled face of the Doctor looking at the two of them, entirely naked.
"Come now, Amy. No need to look so nervous. I imagine the Doctor has imagined this situation countless times before. Besides, if you don't relax, he'll have an aneurism. I can already hear his head exploding," River giggled, rising to her feet and slowly slipping into her jumpsuit. Walking over to the Doctor, she playfully squeezed his chin before turning and swanning out the door.
"Doctor? Have you seen my panties?" Amy asked as he stood there like a deer in headlights, seemingly completely unaware of the concept of underwear at all. Sighing, she just pulled her clothing on as it was, keeping her skirt in place to hide her newfound lack of underwear. Turning to the Doctor, she saw his continued astonishment that two women could ever possibly be naked in the same room together. Chuckling, Amy walked across to him, his hardened cock poking against his trousers, "Oh… We still have some ways to go, eh, Doctor? One day. One day you'll be able to look at a naked woman without blushing… Well, two naked women at once…"
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed that foray into some delightful lesbian antics. I think these two characters pose an interesting dynamic and frankly, who doesn't want to see River and Amy fuck? I hope it scratched those lustful itches for those two together.
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The next chapter will be a good one. The angels make their appearance and Amy gets fucked by one. Because of course she gets fucked by an angel. Why on earth wouldn't she get fucked by an angel? Till next time