Author's Note: Hey guys. Chapter two of the Christmas upload. And this one actually features the thirteenth Doctor. I told you it would in the end. I'm really quite excited. Having solely written for Matt Smith's Doctor, it will be exceptionally interesting to write a new actress as the leading character.
I'm writing this after having watched the majority of the new series and I have some things to say, primarily because I want to have a wee rant and who better to do it to that you lovely people. Obviously, you care about Doctor Who so maybe you'll find some enjoyment in my ramblings.
I was so frustrated with the new series. I didn't have a problem that it was a bit political. I didn't have a problem that it was a female Doctor. My problem was that it was boring. Jodie was a great Doctor. She had enthusiasm and character up the proverbial wazoo. The issue was that the stories gave her nothing to do. The writing was so bland and dull, with stories that had nothing happening. It made the political statements stand out like a sore thumb which was the problem. I would have been more than happy to have political messages in Doctor Who, provided they were attached to a good story. But no. Every episode would end with Jodie looking in the camera and reciting the moral of the story like we were all mugs. I blame Chibnall for just being boring.
Which is why I am abandoning the usual method of following along episode by episode, because I can guarantee that my nonsensical smutty crashing together of various non-related characters will be more coherent and entertaining than the actual bloody episodes! So, I'll essentially be writing my own reasoning for Jodie to fuck and shag her way across the universe, with the primary relationship being Yas/Doctor. The other two won't be in it, as much as I adore Bradley Walsh's character. Frankly, if the series was just him and the Doctor, it would have been far more entertaining.
So, Yas/Doctor, shagging through Time and Space, bumping up with previous companions and having a smutty old time in whatever sexual situations I come up with. If that sounds like your kind of thing, you are more than welcome to come along on my perverse magical Tardis ride, because frankly, I need to let out some steam after the dull experience that was this season of Doctor Who… Kerblam was alright actually. Kira was cute…
Chapter 1: Concerning Ladies Bits
"And do you have any means to prove this assertion?" Madame Vastra asked betwixt her veil, reclining in her seat as the mysterious blonde woman fidgeted in hers, glancing around the room with the look of an excited and restless child. Jenny looked at the woman with her usual inquisitive looks, admiring the soft curves to her face and the ample bosom that protruded from her chest. If she really was the Doctor, Jenny certainly thought the regeneration an improvement. Quite a considerable one. Grouchy grey-haired Scotsman exchanged for curvaceous young blonde? Sounds like a fair deal if ever she saw one. Glancing to her wife, Vastra elbowed her thigh, glaring disapprovingly as she saw the looks of lust on her maid's face.
"Proof? Got the Tardis. Got my screwdriver. Nice jacket… Yeah, I think that's everything. What? Do you not believe me?" The Doctor asked, leaning forward in her chair, a little confused as to why her old friends were glaring at her with such inquisitive eyes, "I've regenerated. Out with the old, in with the new and all that. I thought you guys knew I could do that. What with the whole dinosaur thing. You know? When I last changed? I'm sorry, am in the right Silurian, human household?"
"She knows what you are," Jenny whispered, only to be chastised and forced back into her place, Jenny a little annoyed that she had to don the maid's outfit. The two were celebrating their anniversary and thus had evacuated the house of Strax and taken to their usual celebrations of complete nudity and extreme sex, only to be interrupted by the fervent audacious knocking of the supposed Doctor at their door.
"Yes, yes, Jenny. Hush. It is just… That… You see, Doctor… You're a woman. I was under the impression that well… that wasn't possible for your species. Changing gender," Vastra murmured with as much delicacy as she could as the blonde laughed at them, rising to her feet and beginning to wander around the room, fiddling with the decorations as Jenny and Vastra sighed.
"Really? Yeah, we can changed genders. Gets a bit complicated. Sometimes a bit messy. Back on Gallifrey, I knew someone who regenerated. Looked like an eighty-year-old man, but with a woman's bits. Desperately difficult to by clothing. Supposedly, it's possible to get both bits of the anatomy," The Doctor rambled, much to Jenny's amusement, the woman bursting out once again.
"And what bits did you end up with ma'am?" Jenny asked, being nudged firmly by Vastra and hushed, causing the Doctor to turn around and smile, a little oblivious to the impertinence of the girl's question. Sliding back into her seat, she slumped down.
"Regular old ones I'm afraid. Ladies… ladies bits that is. Was hoping for a more interesting combo, but I digress. I am the Doctor. Got the Tardis, buzzing thing, clothes and bits to prove it. Maybe not the last one, but I'm the habit of listing things and sometimes I add stuff to the end where it doesn't belong," The Doctor smiled expectantly, looking up at the two of them as silence claimed the room.
"It's him…" Jenny said, immediately lifting her hand to the white lace apron and tearing it off, standing in her usual tight little dress. Pulling over her own chair, she neglected to address the growl of disdain from her wife and flopped down comfortably, helping herself to a cup of tea as Vastra pulled back her veil. She took the Doctor's complete ambivalence to her appearance as some small amount of proof that he… well, she was who she claimed to be, and shirked the façade for the sake of a cup of tea.
"Very well, Doctor. And what business do you have to be in our humble abode? I have no reports of Dinosaurs or potent scarlet poisons. And I know you to not be the one for friendly visits. Either London is about to explode, or you have some dastardly plan to get me and my Jenny into trouble. Which is it?" Vastra smiled curtly, pouring two more cups of tea and offering one to the Doctor who took it with a dod of milk before cradling it in her hands, sipping politely at it before turning her nose up.
"Neither actually. It's… Well… How to put this. I came to you two for a reason, because… well… You are… what you are. The whole… together thing. And well, seeing as I've just regenerated… I'm kinda well… Lost when it comes to… to ladies bits. And well, I was hoping you'd be able to help me… With that… And stuff…" The Doctor stammered, dancing around and striking everything but the point. Looking at her with a raised eyebrow, Vastra smirked, and slowly lowered her cup of tea from her lips.
"And… stuff? I'm afraid, Doctor. You'll have to be a little more specific. I'd appreciate some level of candour on your part. After all, we are close friends," Vastra asked, knowing full well what the Doctor meant, but wanting to see just how much the woman would squirm when put under this sort of pressure. It was always a good thing to know.
"Erm… I need you two to… teach me how to have sex… as a woman… I'll be honest, it terrifies me what's between my legs. I made a right old mess the first couple of times I went to the toilet and I have no idea how women wearing panties and are comfortable. And… Well, I'm used to having a… you know… when having sex. I don't really know how it works as a woman," The Doctor unloaded, her confidence bolstered as soon as she began to wind into a long-winded rant, and once It was bolstered, it didn't stop until the very end when she remained somewhat exasperated.
"Ah Doctor… It is you. I'd recognise those blushing cheeks anywhere. I'm glad even though you have changed, your sexual preference remains the same. I presume that your haste in experiencing the world of lesbianism has a purpose?" Vastra asked, knowing the Doctor too well and immediately seeing through everything she was saying. The new Doctor was surprisingly easy to read which Vastra once again found immensely satisfying. "What do you mean?" the Doctor said, completely clueless as Vastra read her like a book. Chuckling Vastra leant forwards so that their faces were close together, their lips hovering near one another. Jenny looked on, thrilled, half-expecting them to kiss and for a wild lesbian threesome to ensue between the three of them, the likes they hadn't seen since Clara last stopped by. That night they had nine noise complaints, one of which was from the next street over, a personal accomplishment and point of pride for the two lovers.
"In the past, your experience has been largely incidental. You've gone from place to place, picking up your sexual knowledge through sheer luck and happenstance. Thus, your desire to learn about this new world of sex swiftly is largely counter to your usual mindset, and there must be a reason," Vastra smirked, watching the words flash across the Doctor's face, the blonde quickly catching up.
"You're good. Like proper detectives and that…" the Doctor breathed, falling backwards into her chair and folding her arms, admiring the two as they simply smirked. Vastra reclined as well, curtly sipping on her tea and she cleared her throat, her smile continuing.
"It is our job. I presume some young lady has caught your eye?" Vastra asked, knowing exactly what questions to ask and when. After all, she was a detective and frankly one of the best. Despite her obvious appearance, she knew her way around anyone; man or woman, to equal effect, if different pleasure.
"Yes. Yes, she I am. She's called Yasmin Khan. I kinda just bumped into her…" The Doctor explained, her words intertwined with familiarity and fondness. It was quite a surprising thing the Doctor had begun to feel. More often than not, when it came to companions, there was little more than a base lust and physical attraction towards them. With Clara and Amy, it began as wild, intimate sex that in the case of Clara, later blossomed into romantic passion. Yet with Yasmin, it was the other way around. The reason she sought out more experienced women was that she was worried she would be disappointing were something to ever blossom between the two of them. She hardly wanted to be a bore in bed and it wasn't like she could rely on the sheer size of herself anymore. And it was all speculative anyway. There was no way to know if Yas was a lesbian. Yet…
"Khan? She's a foreigner?" Jenny asked curiously, coming of a little accusatory. A little confrontationally, the Doctor rose to her feet, her mind still working in the time frame of her previous adventure with Rosa Parks. Glaring down at Jenny, she forgot whose company she was in.
"Yeah. Is that a problem?" the Doctor asked, causing Jenny to look confusingly baffled at her. Madame Vastra only laughed and quite loudly, completely stunned at the Doctor's ability to peg Jenny as a racist. Of all things Jenny was, she was not a racist. You'd be pretty hard pressed to find anything in their lives that would brand them anywhere close to being racist.
"Doctor, Jenny meant nothing by it. You are looking at the two most progressive women in Victorian London. You'd have to be doing something quite obscene to have us raise an eyebrow in protest. As for your haste, you shall have to curb it. We'll begin this evening. After dinner. I must prepare," Vastra explained, rising to her feet and leaving the room, disappearing upstairs and leaving both the Doctor and Jenny alone, much to the latter's frustration. Jenny was still riding a massive horn and was annoyed that they weren't immediately jumping back into the explosive sex. Groaning, Jenny walked to the door and turned to the Doctor.
"I'll show you to your room. Right this way ma'am," Jenny smiled begrudgingly, gesturing for the Doctor to follow her. Doing so with haste, the Doctor eagerly anticipated whatever Vastra had to teach her. If anything, she was simply excited to figure out how all of it worked. She had had a go herself but found everything to intricate and complex to actually distinguish. Some bits were pleasurable, sensitive and slick, whilst others were just like normal bits of skin and bone dry. It took her several attempts to find her own entrance and after much self-exploration she found her clit, and then immediately proceeded to lose it. When it came to her own anatomy, she was absolutely clueless. At least she had finally figured out how to put on a bra.
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"Undress. Both of you…" Vastra ordered as Jenny brought the Doctor to their quarters. Glancing around nervously, the Doctor's eyes widened as she watched Jenny immediately begin to strip. Unbuttoning her dress, she let it slip from her shoulders, the garment falling to the ground and exposing the absolutely stunning set of lingerie the young lady had on. Her maid's outfit may have covered her head to toe in perhaps the most unrevealing way, but her lingerie spoke a different story. She wore a tight-fitting dark green corset, fastened at the back, tight enough to make her breasts bulge massively. It hugged her curves slipping down her hips. Fastened to the base of the corset was a thin veil of black near see-through fabric that fell loosely in bunches, hiding away the tight-fitting underwear she was wearing. Her long slender legs were encased in thin tights. Once undressed into her lingerie, she immediately crossed the room and slipped on a pair of high heels, completing her look as she aided Vastra in removing her dress. It was as simple as unfastening a single clasp, to bring the entire thing crashing to the ground, revealing her matching black set of lingerie, identical to her wife's, but covering her scaly body. The Doctor had never had sex with a Silurian and thus was somewhat interested in all the bits. Undressed, the two lesbians turned to the Doctor expectantly, "Well?"
"Oh, yes! Of course. One moment. Won't take long," the Doctor stammered, dropping her jacket and beginning to peel away her clothing in the most unsexy way, simply quickly undressing. Eager to join in with the two of them. Unfortunately, she wasn't exactly one for lingerie and as she dropped her trousers and pulled her top up and over her head, she stood in her single article of underwear. A simple, white and pink polka-dot bra. She liked polka-dots. Her pussy was exposed in it's entirety, the woman having not entirely master panties and thus deciding to go commando. Her trousers were surprisingly accommodating for such a decision, "Right. Where were we?"
"Oh, Doctor… You do have a lot to learn…" Vastra smiled, approaching the blonde and gently walking around behind her. Unclasping her bra, she stripped the young woman entirely naked, admiring her as she circled her. Plump, juicy arse. One that would put Jenny's to shame. Delightful full and rounded, yet without a hint of sag. A perfect immaculate bum. Her breasts were somewhat small, but not entirely unpleasant. Soft and supple, with enough to them to be a satisfying squeeze and fondle, something which Vastra swiftly did, taking the Doctor by surprise. Cute little pink nipples. Delightful for a suckling. Her pussy however was what drew Vastra's attention. Entirely unshaven. In fact, it was a veritable mess of a wiry blonde hairs. Even in Victorian London, Vastra and Jenny learnt that the key to lesbianism was kempt pussy and the Doctor would most certainly have to get that dealt with. Lifting the Doctor's chin, Vastra admired her face, beautiful, blonde, with sharp features and soft plump lips. Leaning forwards, she pressed her lips up against the Doctor's pulling her close and gently kissing the woman. With her eyes wide open, the Doctor reacted with shock as opposed to intimate intensity, simply allowing the Silurian to snog her, all before pulling back with a delectable smile, "But there is promise. Come. Jenny. Have the Doctor prepared whilst I pick out some lingerie for her. A close shave ought to do. And don't sample the produce just yet. I don't want her soaking through her panties as soon as she puts them on."
"You know I'm right here? You can talk as if I'm in the same room if you'd like," The Doctor called out as Vastra strode into the walk-in wardrobe. Stopping in her tracks, her pert bum stopping as she turned back to face the blonde woman. Extending her tongue, Vastra flicked it delicately across the Doctor's clit, the subsequent gasp of pleasure almost making the blonde collapse at the knees. Retracting her tongue with a delectable grin, Vastra clarified a few things with a smirk.
"You came to us for training, so don't question my methods. You'll find that they are exceptionally thorough, and disobedience can be quite… traumatic," Vastra smiled before disappearing into the closet to find some lingerie for the blonde slut.
"Come on, have a seat and I'll get your pussy nice and prim," Jenny smirked, patting a nearby seat. Sitting down, the Doctor remained silent, a little taken aback by the sudden tongue that lapped across her clit and the pleasurable sensation that followed. Sliding down onto her knees, Jenny happily spread the Doctor's creamy legs, gently running her fingers through the nest of hair that encroached upon the divine slickness that was the Doctor's glistening pussy. Taking a straight razor and some shaving cream, she began to neatly shave away the hair, making swift work of the Doctor's bush, reducing her once hairy cunt to a nice clean-shaven slit. Glancing down, even the Doctor had to admit it was far more appealing. However, she was entirely unaware of just how appealing it was, with Jenny politely setting the razor to one side, wiping down the Doctor's crotch and then lunging forwards with her tongue, instantly carving her slippery muscle through the Doctor's folds.
"Oh! Vastra said not to… Oh, my…" The Doctor moaned, lightly pushing against Jenny's forehead before immediately melting beneath the pleasure. Jenny's tongue was like hot fire upon her pussy, slipping and curling, sliding beneath her folds and flicking across her most sensitive areas, areas that the Doctor didn't even know existed. Her skill and dexterity with moving about her pussy was to be marvelled, but perhaps the most indulgent pleasure that the Doctor ever felt came when the brunette snaked her tongue around the bulb of flesh that was her clit, gently flicking it back and forth, sending the Doctor's brain into over-drive, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she sank down into the seat, pushing her pussy towards Jenny's tongue, hoping for more pleasure. Jenny instead, forced her back into the seat, lifting one of her creamy thighs up and over her shoulder, thus opening the blond up, allowing her tongue to slip down to her entrance, the tip nestling against her actual hole. Circling around her entrance, Jenny did her best to slowly endeavour to open her a little wider, stretching her untouched, untapped, unclaimed, virgin pussy, in order to gently finger-fuck her.
"You're right ma'am, she did… So, I'd appreciate it if you'd keep your voice down. I spent all morning with a horn on and I'll be damned if I ain't getting started now," Jenny murmured briefly in between feverish licks. Diving back into the Doctor's sumptuous, silky little pussy, she slipped her tongue against the woman's hole and plunged deep into her entrance, the Doctor gasping loudly, forcing herself to bite down on her fist in order to silence herself, all before simply letting out a flurry of intense, impassioned moans. Proud of the effect she was having on the Doctor, Jenny grinned into the woman's pussy, all before lifting one of her hands up to her tight cunt. With two fingers, she gently pried apart her folds, working the tips of her digits towards the Doctor's entrance. Slowly, she pushed forwards, easing the tips of her fingers into the Doctor, sending the woman into a series of pleasurable convulses as her virgin pussy was introduced to new, overwhelming pleasures. She attempted to compare the pleasure to that of her previous anatomy but found her mind to be consumed by pure orgasmic intensity that she couldn't draw a fair or equal comparison, resulting in her simply melting into Jenny's hands and being completely toyed with. Nestling her fingers right up to the knuckles, Jenny curled them upwards, instantly eliciting a gasp from the blonde Doctor as the brunette attacked and found her g-spot. Frozen in place, the Doctor figured it couldn't get any better, but was quickly proven wrong as Jenny pulled away and ran her tongue up against her clit, attacking all of her sensitive sweet-spots at once, building an intense sensation that caused her to writhe with pleasure, her orgasm building between her legs as she almost tried to escape the intensity that Jenny was giving her. The thought of being caught by Vastra crossed neither of their minds, with the simple taste of the Doctor's pussy clouding Jenny's mind, and the pure pleasure that the young human was providing clouding the Doctors.
Slowly, Jenny began to simply drive her fingers in and out of the Doctor's pussy, gently pumping them deep inside her, only to draw them slowly out, the digits becoming progressively slicker as they slipped into and out of her pussy. Whenever Jenny craved the Doctor's juices, her tongue would briefly floss down from her clit and lap at her drenched fingers, all before resuming her previous tactical licking, silently celebrating her own talents as the Doctor reacted with animated enthusiasm at the simple pleasure of oral. If this was what happened with, she simply ate the Doctor's pussy, she could only imagine what the blonde Time-Lady would be like when subjected to the talented practices of both her and Vastra. They had skills unlike anyone else in the universe and for her first ever shag, they were the best choice the Doctor could have made. Moans flooded from the Doctor's lips as she completely forgot about Vastra being only a room away. Instinctively, she lowered a hand to Jenny's head, gently brushing her hair out of her eyes as she held her firmly in place. As her orgasm built, her instinctual womanly senses came into play, her other hand cupping one of her breasts, gently squeezing it and toying with her nipple. As the sensitive bead hardened, she rolled it back and forth, lightly pinching it and savouring the slight contrast in the soft pleasure that tingled through her breast. Jenny began to moan; purely from the sight of the Doctor beginning to paly with herself. She had always had a thing for blondes, but after marrying Vastra, she only really had one type. It was rare that they ever got to experiment with other delicious morsels, with most ladies being perturbed by Vastra. And it was even rarer to find someone sexual inexperienced to share. Most women who were alright with shagging a lizard lady were themselves passionate, perverse sexual fiends and thus offered no means for teaching or surprising. There was something so satisfying about getting such a powerful reaction from the Doctor from something so minor and inconsequential as oral. The last time Jenny came from only oral was years ago. And Vastra even longer.
Speaking of Vastra, she was hardly a fool. In fact, she had been threading her fingers through her own pussy as she watched the situation unfold. Was she annoyed? Slightly. Could she blame her? Not in the slightest. That didn't mean that she couldn't or shouldn't be punished. Quite the opposite in fact. Dropping her panties and unfastening the see-through fabric from her corset, Vastra strode towards the bed. Clicking a button on the bedside table, a panel in the wall rotated to reveal her collection of sex-toys. The more… traditional ones they kept in a chest by the bed, but the alien ones and the ones that would elicit a witch-hunt of them were kept in the panel. Perusing the collection, she grabbed a particular strapon from the rack. It was a rather unassuming strapon, and one that people would struggle to call a strapon given its lack of straps. It was a thick, ten-inch green Silurian cock, only the base of it was curved so that it would sit upon a woman's slit. Advanced in technology, Silurian sex-toys were quite extreme. Placing it up against her pussy, Vastra clicked the switch on the side of the base and watched as the material fused to her body. As the seal became complete, the cock flopped down between her thighs, completely attached and hot-wired into her pleasure centres. Not to mention, the plasticky texture had gone, replaced with the cool chill of a scaly Silurian shaft. For all intents and purposes; it was a real cock that could administer real pleasure to Vastra when used. This was ultimately her favourite toy for one reason. It wholeheartedly proved, for once and for all, that she wore the trousers in her and Jenny's relationship. The human had attempted to wear the strapon and spent a week in bed after the electric shock it gave her due to the incompatibility. Tragic… But quite hilarious.
Jerking her cock back and forth, she gently stooped down behind her darling wife. Firmly and with one swift motion, Vastra ripped the young brunette's panties in two, using her hands to then unfasten the corset that covered her supple young body. If she was going to misbehave, then she had no right to wear anything at all. Except for her tights and high heels. Even Vastra was weak to somethings and those were definitely the bane of her arousal. Gasping at the firm treatment, Jenny glanced behind her only to have her lips thrust back between the Doctor's creamy thighs by Vastra, the Silurian not wanting her to know about what was coming. As much as Jenny would have loved to give her wife's arse a good and proper fucking, they were educating the Doctor in the nature of lesbianism and it seemed a little more fitting to keep things going with Jenny's slick, glossy hole, dribbling with arousal as a result of her feverish pussy-licking. Spreading Jenny's ass cheeks, Vastra guided the head of her ribbed cock towards Jenny's folds, the brunette groaning as she realised what was about to come. Arching her back, she spread her thighs a little wider, preparing for a climactic, indulgent fuck. It was after all, what she and Vastra enjoyed about each other. One of the main reasons the two were married was as a result of their unique sexual desires. They'd have to be unique to facilitate a union between the pair of them and their shared desire for truly perverse interactions made them the perfect match.
Rubbing up against her sensitive slick folds, Vastra moaned, savouring the young girl's delicious warmth. It didn't take long for her to succumb to the pleasure and thrust forwards, sliding deep into Jenny's well-used, well-fucked cunt. Groaning as she pressed her hairless crotch against Jenny's ass, Vastra sank her fingers into her ass cheeks, gently pulling and playing with Jenny's sumptuous arse. She would forever be impressed and aroused with the plumpness of humans. Silurian's weren't known for their soft and juicy nature, so being able to fondle and play with Jenny's more busty attributes was a genuine pleasure of hers. With her cock submerged, Vastra began to slowly thrust back and forth, gently pounding Jenny's cunt. Despite knowing just how much Jenny could take and how hard she enjoyed it, Vastra wanted to simply tease the girl's pussy. She knew that Jenny wanted to be pounded, hammered and have her cunt completely and utterly ruined, but Vastra wanted to remind her just who was in charge. Taking a slow and tantalising pace, she continued to gently smack against Jenny's ass, her cheeks lightly jiggling from the impact, her moans becoming louder and more audible, reverberating through the Doctor's glistening pussy and adding more pleasure to her first ever bout of pussy-licking. Attempting to push back onto Vastra's cock and make her thrusts more impactful, Jenny found herself pinned in place by Vastra's hands, forcing the young brunette to take it nice and slow, with Vastra slowing down even more, savouring the tight depths of her dearly beloved, knowing just how tantalisingly brilliant it was in Jenny's mind. Lazily pounding the young girl's pussy, Vastra turned her attention towards the Doctor. She had intended to take things slowly, but it seemed Jenny had different ideas. When Jenny made the blonde cum, they would take things to the bed and Vastra would go about teaching the Doctor the intimacies of oral. It was rare that she had to teach such practices and it was exceptionally easy to get carried away. Vastra often forgot just how nimble and unique her tongue was, making her students a little confused as to how to get the depth with their tongues. But that was a problem for when the Doctor had cum, which was proving to be sooner and sooner. But not soon enough so that Vastra would have to deny herself a sumptuous taste of Jenny's rear entrance.
A Silurian's tongue proved to an extremely useful and exceptionally pleasurable tool. Especially in a lesbian relationship. Being able to fuck someone's pussy whilst also having the capacity to lick their asshole was something that a great deal of women would be more than happy to have in their lives. Fortunately for Jenny, she was the only woman who had that combination of pleasures constantly at her disposal. Extending her tongue, Vastra traced it along the woman's crack, gently flicking it up against her asshole, leaving a streak of saliva running across her entrance. Groaning into the Doctor's pussy, Jenny awaited the building pressure, eagerly anticipating the slow push against her asshole before the Silurian's tongue plunged inside. Surprisingly, Vastra was in no mood for a slow build, instead stabbing her tongue into the young brunette's hole and pushing it deep inside her. Stretching deeper than any human tongue, she elicited a deep groan from the young woman who pulled her lips away from the Doctor's cunt momentarily, only to once again have them forced back into place by Vastra. If Jenny was going to misbehave like she did, she was going to see it through to the Doctor's end. Which judging by the woman's increasing moans, slightly glimmering body, and rapidly rising chest, was relatively soon.
Sliding her tongue in and out of Jenny's ass, Vastra worked the young woman's hole, rapidly stretching it whilst exploring her delicious depths. When it came to the limits of their perversion, there really was nothing stopping them. Their inherent relationship was kinky, meaning they had no moral standing to avoid any sexual acts, nor did they really have any desires, leading to the kinkiest most perverse nights in all London. Folding her tongue over a few times in order to thicken it, Vastra pushed and pulled it out of Jenny's ass, trying to get her looser for the inevitable anal pleasures that they would indulge in later. Not missing a single stroke of her cock, Vastra became more lenient about Jenny bouncing her ass back onto her cock, the softening of her stance coming from the fact that the way Jenny's ass cheeks clapped together upon impact was to sensational to stop. The entire set-up was delicious to look at and the one regret the Doctor had was that she was too sensitive. In intense pleasure forced her eyes to remain somewhat closed, unable to truly savour the sight of a Silurian lover fucking her human wife with a space-age alien strapon, all the while jamming her tongue deep into her ass. The Doctor hadn't learnt many things about herself, but she knew from that point on that this version of herself was incredibly perverse and kinky, something that she was immediately falling In love with. She loved that her pussy throbbed at things she would have previously considered a little bit weird or out there. Suddenly, kinky was normal for her and her new kinky was extremely obscene stuff. A nice amping up of her stance to sex.
Suddenly, the Doctor began to feel the fiery passion of her first ever female orgasm, her body shuddering and twitching and she gasped loudly, arching her back in the chair as Jenny doubled down on applying her tongue with vigorous intimate diligence. Moans changed to gasps and groans as a wave of pleasure cascaded down on the Doctor's body, hitting her hard and fast. It was unbearably intense and overwhelming, causing her pussy to spasm and clench wildly, almost pinning Jenny's tongue in place, trapping it inside. Instead, Jenny lunged her tongue up and around to her clit, focussing on the bulb of pleasure that was crucial to her pleasure. Drawing her thrusts to a halt, Vastra watched the Doctor's face with intense passion, loving the way she reacted to the moans, adoring just how sumptuous she looked. She had a great orgasming face, something that Vastra could always admire and respect. It made all the effort to make someone cum worthwhile; having them writhe with a gorgeous look stretched across their sumptuous face. Pulling her cock out of Jenny, Vastra gently smacked her ass, before disconnecting her cock and storing it back in place. Hot of the ride of making the Doctor cum so elegantly, Jenny was desperate for her fix as well, wanting to have her own pussy spasming and throbbing like the Doctor's. Pulling away from the Doctor's pussy, she rose to her feet, threading her hand through the Doctor's hair and dragging her towards her cunt, eager to get the Doctor indoctrinated to the good all pussy-eating life. However, before she could move, Vastra intervened, threading a tight leather belt around Jenny's waist, "No! No, no, no! Not now!"
"Believe me, It pains me to see such a pretty sight gone, but disobedience has its punishments, my dear," Vastra smiled as her toy unfurled itself. Another space-age gizmo, the leather belt extended a metal band that ran down over Jenny's slit, curled beneath her ass cheeks and covered her arse. The leather belt was bound by a padlock, creating a futuristic chastity belt. Walking over to Jenny, Vastra then turned her around and placed two leather patches over her nipples, the patches bound to Vastra's genetic code, meaning only she could remove them, thus eliminating any and all means by which Jenny could cum. Vastra wasn't dominant in their relationship; not truly. Nothing was ever done out of spite or hatred, but a playful understanding between the two. Jenny knew that being deprived now would only mean purer and more erotic things later. However, that didn't stop her from being furious at being robbed of an orgasm when she was so close to attaining it.
"Oh, I was looking forward to… You know, doing that. I've never used this tongue to lick one of those. I tried doing it to myself, but all I did was rip my favourite shirt…" The Doctor groaned, looking at Jenny's sumptuous body and feeling an instinctual desire to return the favour. Smirking, Vastra offered the Doctor her hand and guided her to the bed, slowly stripping herself down and reclining against the headboard.
"Don't fret, Doctor. There are plenty pussies to be licked in this house. Now, I trust a woman of your sort has no distinct problems in partaking in interspecies relations? The sight of a Silurian's pussy isn't too much for you?" Vastra smiled, as she spread her legs, allowing the Doctor to kneel between them, eyeing up the woman's pussy. It was a little different to a human's but bore the same features. The scales leading towards her actual folds became smoother, tapering of just before her outer lips. Spreading them apart, her folds and insides were of a soft pink, identical to that of a human's. Functionally the same, but with a different dressing. Silurians in summation.
"No, not at all. All the same bits, just a bit different. Nothing to drastic. Though, I do draw the line at faceless aliens. I don't know what it is. It's just… You never know where to look when your talking to them," The Doctor explained, much to Jenny and Vastra's amusement, the brunette swiftly joining them, cradling up to Vastra in a hope to have her cunt unchained and her body free to feel pleasure once more. Piping up once again, the Doctor asked, "I've always wondered; you call it a pussy, yet surely the Silurians would have a completely different word for it, derived from some Silurian thing…"
"We do have a word for it, yet it is decidedly unerotic. Almost clinical. Nothing compared to the sultry slickness of a pussy… I do wonder Doctor, just how well those previous companions of yours trained that delightful tongue of yours. So vibrant in conversation, but in sex? I do wonder, indeed…" Vastra purred leaning towards the Doctor and gently pulling her into a kiss, the blonde slowly warming into it and returning the passion and vigour that the Silurian imposed. So much so that the Doctor began to push her tongue forwards, attempting to slip it into Vastra's mouth and explore the Silurian's lips. However, she was instead met with Vastra's tongue, the two of them battling as their slick muscles writhed and wrapped around one another, darting back and forth, all the while soft moans began to escape their lips. Vastra's hands gently squeezed one of the Doctor's breasts, lightly pinching her nipple before slowly pulling away from her lips. Instinctively chasing her lips, the Doctor was left breathless, her eyes opening to see Vastra slowly reclining once more, spreading her legs nice and wide to accommodate the blonde's wildest imagination and most eager desires. It took a moment for the Doctor to snap back into her, her eyes dreamy and glazed over with lustful satisfaction.
"Oh, right… The… Licking. One moment," The Doctor stammered, sliding down onto her belly between Vastra's legs. She wasn't flying entirely blind as she had indulged in a great deal of pussy-licking throughout her time as her previous incarnations. The muscle memory may have been gone, but the distinct recollection of each of the smaller details and movements lingered in her mind. Lingered enough to make it somewhat approachable. That and she had only just received the pleasure of Jenny's talented tongue, meaning she had some gist as to how to make it all pleasurable in the end. It might not actually work, but she wasn't going to give up now. Especially not after inhaling the sweet aroma of Vastra's silky folds, her juices trickling down the soft and delicate flesh, simply begging to be devoured and delighted in.
Leaning forwards, the Doctor gently peeled Vastra's cunt open, spreading her folds as wide as she could, laying out every nook and cranny the woman's anatomy hid. Slowly, she trailed her tongue from the very bottom of her slit, right up to the top, glancing across her gaping entrance and gently fluttering around her clit, doing just enough to coax the immeasurably sensitive nub out of its place in her body. Breathing steadily, Vastra waited for the Doctor to become acclimatised to it all. These were the furtive uncertain licks of someone getting to grips with another woman's pussy, not the passionate and feverish salaciousness she expected. There was always that moment when you flopped into bed with someone new. The first tentative strokes at one another's pussies, gently dancing along each other's curves. You never lunged in with your tongue because you had no idea where the best place to thrust your tongue was. It was testing the waters, finding those sweet spots through gentle exploration, acquiring knowledge about how their cunt worked, how it reacted to the smallest little graze. Frankly, Vastra was impressed. She expected the Doctor to lunge clumsily forwards and adhere to the principal of speed and power, as opposed to purpose and precision. Erratic licking was all well and good, but it was a quick burn. The pleasure and excitement rose and fell within the first few minutes. The talented oralist found the spots that provided true pleasure and targeted them, attacking them like a hungry, horny little beast. The fact that the Doctor showed restraint, showed promise, prompting Vastra to turn to Jenny and gently clasp her lips against hers, slowly guiding the young girl's lips lower, letting them naturally find her scaly breasts, the young human knowing exactly where her tongue should be and go. Vastra preferred her left nipple to be slipped inside someone's mouth, whilst the right responded far more to the tender and often terse fondling of Jenny's hand. Simple little details that someone would only know had they experimented with each and every single means of providing pleasure. Vastra was so confident that she knew Jenny's body, that if she truly wanted to and truly tried, she could make the girl cum with a single finger within a single minute. Something she had always thought to test, but never actually done so, purely because she was indulgent kind of woman. An orgasm was only worthwhile if it built over many minutes. If it explodes within seconds, then what is in fact the point of having sex at all. Such musings were commonplace in Vastra's mind, to the point she was composing a magnum opus surrounding her studies and understanding of the sexual world; a tome to rival even the prestigious Karma Sutra.
The taste of the Madame was quite divine, with the Doctor once again having her love of the female form and anatomy reaffirmed by the sweet taste of a woman's quim. Her tongue curled beneath the woman's folds, gently poking and prodding where she could, hoping to get some reaction out of Vastra. Only faint murmurs and moans escaped her thin and pursed lips, however as the Doctor's tongue traced a circle around the very entrance to the woman's pussy, her steady breathing was curbed for a moment, the woman breathing suddenly in as the Doctor found where she truly adored someone's tongue. Most women responded either to fervent lapping across their folds, a bold and continuously suckling upon their clit, or a deep plunge into their depths. Vastra was one of the last group and adored the depth of her cunt. Whilst, she was dominant in many respects, there was nothing that she enjoyed more than a thick, rigid dildo lodged between her folds, driven right up to the hilt so it could properly scrape the depths of her cervix in the way that truly made her groan. It led to a rather interesting dichotomy in the bedroom, where Vastra would often be the one to dominate and spank Jenny, only to have her mount a strapon around her hips and sheathe it inside her mistress. A kinky set-up no doubt, but Vastra often thought upon how intricate and extensive her sexual life with Jenny was. There was not enough time in the world to account for all the details of their most intimate moments and rituals, all of them driven by love for either the other or for pleasure itself.
Finding Vastra's preference, the Doctor readjusted, snaking her arms beneath her scaly thighs and pushing them backwards, forcing her tongue sharply through her folds. Suddenly and with immense pleasure, she thrust her tongue deep into Vastra's entrance, her nose being buried up between her folds, nestled right against Vastra's clit. The gasping groan that came from Vastra's lips was a testament to the Doctor's oral talents, her tongue writhing and wriggling deeper and deeper inside the Silurian, driving to find the deepest possible area inside of her. As she spread her legs a little wider, she naturally shifted her folds apart, allowing the Doctor to gain a few centimetres, a distance that proved immeasurably worthwhile when Vastra threw her head backwards into the pillows and let out a flurry of inaudible murmurs. There was something insatiably satisfying to the Doctor about rendering the normally austere and formal looking woman into a quivering wreck, her body thrust into a sea of pleasure, her mind becoming a haze. That satisfaction translated into moans of her own, with said moans driving deep into Vastra's pussy, reverberating through her tongue and into the silky depths of the woman's cunt. Jenny grinned as she watched her beloved become a twitching, moaning mess. Just like the Doctor, she shared the desire to bring the prim and proper Vastra down to their perverted level. Before long, Jenny got her desire even more, just as the Doctor intensified her delicious devouring of the woman's pussy. Recalling all the times she had devoured Clara Oswald and Amy Pond, the Doctor moaned, the thoughts and memories making her own cunt tingle again. Remembering those times, she made an effort to replicate what had rendered them frozen in pleasure. It was the small things, the tiny details that made all the difference when it came to make someone truly become wrought with pleasure.
Curling her arm around Vastra's thigh, she snaked it down to her rapidly slickening scales, dipping her hand towards her folds. Shifting her nose to one side, the Doctor freed up the Silurian's clit for a little additional massage. As she threaded her fingers up and against the woman's clit, she arched her back, pushing her pussy into the Doctor's face. Having to wrestle Vastra back onto the bed, with Jenny helping to pin her in place, the Doctor continued to rub and play with her clit, running circles around and across it, using the juices to make sure it was constantly slick. Grinning into her pussy, The Doctor couldn't help but feel she was back in her stride and making moves. Her previous incarnations had been defined by sex somewhat, and to finally be back doing what she had spent a lot of her time mastering, felt incredible. It didn't even matter that her own pussy was going unattended to, because she knew that the intense orgasm, she was about to give Vastra would be the thing to push the woman into new levels of perversity. With so many toys, outfits and articles of sexual exploration scattered around the room, the Doctor was almost entirely certain that this evening would be one of the longest and most insatiably intense nights of her life. Sharing a glance with Jenny, she could see that lust and desire in the woman's eyes, the passion and fire for more and more. They both wanted to cum, Jenny more so than the Doctor, yet their focus was on Vastra. On making their host shake and shudder in ways that she couldn't have possibly imagined. The Doctor assumed that she had taken Vastra by surprise and thus continued to endeavour to do so. Despite all the immense pleasure being flung upon the woman, she was no closer to her orgasm, no close to that toe-curling release of pure passion.
The last addition the Doctor made was to bring her other hand up towards Vastra's pussy, holding three of her fingers together and nestling them against the Silurian's entrance. Quickly darting her tongue across the digits, the Doctor slickened them, all before instantly plunging them into Vastra's tight, clutching pussy. Normally, three fingers was a bold way to begin, but when it came to Vastra, she was well-versed and exercised enough to take a fist without much both. Three fingers became the replacement for starting with a single finger in Vastra's mind and thus had brought the woman to a state of immense pleasure. She had so many parts of her body stimulated and attended to. Her clit throbbed beneath the Doctor's fingers, her depths were tightening around both her fingers and her tongue, and she had the slick, slippery movement of the Doctor's tongue writhing deep within her. The beginnings of her orgasm began to transcend into the proper build of an explosive end. Her pussy began to quiver in places, with the Doctor's fingers occasionally being pinned in place when she thrust them in and out of her pussy. Her chest was rising and falling, her breathing becoming erratic. Jenny did her best to attempt to get her a little steadier, but the brunette's lavishing of her supple nipples was only causing more and more pleasure to be flooded across her body, to the extent that Vastra began to feel somewhat overwhelmed by it all, her head twisting in on itself and her thoughts becoming mired by pure pleasure. It had been a long time since Vastra had been swept up like this and she was loving it. Holding off for as long as she could, Vastra was unable to resist the tempting, sweet allure of a deep and orgasmic end, her body begging to submit to the Doctor's talented ways.
It hit her like a proverbial truck, with her breath catching in her throat, her moans and sounds silenced as she tried to push air through her lips, trying in vain to make a sound as her stomach tightened. Her clit throbbed, and her insides clenched, all before the wave of pleasure swept through her body, cascading down and over her pussy, sending a torrent of her arousal dribbling down the Doctor's chin. As her words returned to her, Vastra lunged and grabbed at the Doctor's head, holding her in place as she thrust her hips upwards, pinning the Doctor between her legs as she wildly ground her pussy into the Doctor's lips, thrusting and pounding at her mouth as she rode down her orgasmic. Jenny fell backwards, lunging for her own pussy only to be reduced to annoyance as she was forced to watch a genuinely sumptuous and delicious sight whilst abstaining from any pleasure of her own. Her eyes went wide as she felt herself get commandeered by Vastra and turned into a rutting post for the woman to rub up against. Having her mouth used in such a way made the Doctor's pussy tremble more than she would have cared to admit, but nothing got her quite as much as when Vastra forced her onto her back, straddling her face as she submerged the blonde between her pert, delicate ass cheeks, pinning her in place and almost suffocating her in the sumptuous delicious depths of her pussy. Struggling for breath, the Doctor pushed up and against Vastra's pussy, trying her best to free herself of the delicious prison, but all of it was in vain. There was no moving her until her lengthy orgasm subsided. It took almost a minute for her to cease her downward grinding and slide to a halt, finally unsaddling the Doctor's sticky face, leaving the blonde Time-Lady breathless and completely taken aback, her pussy quivering into a second orgasm from the pure pleasurable satisfaction of being in that situation. Unbeknownst to the Doctor, Vastra rolled of the bed as if it was nothing, grabbing a silk robe and striding towards the door, "Jenny. Ensure our trainee is cleaned up. Doctor? Training starts tomorrow morning at breakfast."
"That wasn't training?" The Doctor breathed as she sat up, her face and hair a complete mess. Jenny moved to her side and supported her as her elbows almost buckled. Stopping in place, Vastra turned with a delicious demure smile; a smile that instantly made the Doctor understand Jenny's love for the woman.
"My dear… That was an interview. We don't train just anyone. Only the best of the best are able to become gods amongst the sexual world... You'd best be prepared for what you signed up for," Vastra smiled, turning and walking away, her cute little arse wiggling from beneath the silk nightie. Turning to the Doctor, she was met with the same salacious smile from the brunette. This had only just begun, and the Doctor couldn't decide whether to be terrified or excited, and thus settled for being both. After all, she was about to be trained by the sexiest, most perverse woman in all of Victorian London. And whilst that wasn't exactly a difficult title to attain, it was quite something when the name Madame Vastra is known in the future better than the very Queen who gave her name to the age in which the Silurian made her way.
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed that. Vastra and Jenny will be the framing device around which the story is built, simply because if there was going to be a lesbian Doctor Who story out there, you'd have to include those two. The Doctor will be continuing her training whilst also getting out and about. The next chapter which should already be up features the main pairing of the Doctor and Yaz. Enjoy!