A/N: You're welcome
Emma drove back to the house, her mind playing over their evening as she mentally revisited Regina in her dress, the way it clung to her breasts, stretching slightly every time she took a breath. And her legs in that dress, God. Emma loved the way Regina's legs looked in a dress too, or a skirt, or in anything that showed them off really. She had spent a lot of time tonight admiring the way Regina's legs looked as they moved, and more than once during dinner, during the quiet moments, Emma found herself thinking about how badly she just wanted to crawl under that table and spread those luscious legs apart and dive for the heated sex she could not stop thinking about.
Emma groaned as she pulled into her driveway, her cock twitching as her brain now thought about all the things she had been fighting to keep from thinking about during their date: naked Regina, Regina in the dress riding Emma's cock, Regina's gorgeous red lips wrapped around her hard length, Regina gasping for pleasure and calling her name as Emma licked and sucked between her thighs, Regina's tits bouncing as Emma fucked her hard into the mattress. God, she really needed to get into the house.
Emma stumbled out of her vehicle, pulling at the crotch of her now too-tight pants. She slammed the car door before she jogged up the steps to her house, feeling drunk with arousal as she attempted to move. She then fumbled with her keys, her breathing erratic as she fought her fantasy-filled mind. She needed to focus for half a second to get this god damn key in the- there! Emma turned the lock, practically falling inside the house when the door opened. Her dick was hard, throbbing, pressing roughly against the seam of her pants. It needed attention, was demanding attention, and so Emma slammed the door shut, flipping the lock before she quickly made her way over to her bedroom.
She struggled with her suit jacket, her arms clumsy and uncooperative in their haste to undress. She yanked at her tie, doing nothing but lowering the knot, which then tightened and became unmovable. Emma gave up, moving to undo the buttons of her white blouse but she quickly lost patience. Fuck it. This is happening with the shirt and tie on. She then fought with the buckle of her belt, flipping the latch open just enough to undo the button at the top of her pants. She ripped at the zipper, reaching inside and groaning with relief as soon as she had her throbbing cock in hand. She gave the straining length a tight squeeze, tugging on it once as her knees nearly buckled in relief.
Emma dropped onto her bed, spitting into her hand as she began stroking herself. Normally, she took a moment to set the mood, to undress and slip onto the bed and lazily touch herself as she thought of Regina. But tonight, she couldn't wait. There was no setting of the mood. She'd been fighting her hard-on all night, her dick twitching at every one of Regina's laughs, pulsing any time Regina smiled at her, stirring every time the woman bent over a little too much on the table and showed an even better view of her cleavage.
Emma had managed to keep her hands to herself, had been perfectly behaved, kept any innuendos to herself and had done her best to pay every ounce of her attention to the beautiful woman sitting across from her. Unfortunately, because she was paying so close attention to her, she noticed every time the bust of Regina's dress became taut and outlined her perfectly shaped tits, noticed the way they bounced when Regina laughed, noticed how perfectly fucking smooth and soft they looked when the tops were exposed as Regina reached forward to grab her hand. Emma had constantly had to shoot her eyes back up to Regina's face, but then her eyes would wander down to that perfect mouth, imagining it in other places, knowing how fucking talented it was when it was wrapped around her length. And no matter how much Emma tried to keep her thoughts clean, tried to stop herself from going down that road, she couldn't help herself. Regina was just so fucking sexy.
And so now Emma was going to let out some steam, was going to jerk her unbelievably hard member until she came, and she imagined she'd probably be doing that several times tonight in order to relieve the pressure that was built so high inside of her. She would probably give herself rug burn like she had when she'd been a teenager, but she didn't care. Emma was full of need, full of arousal, and she needed to get it out.
So Emma stroked herself harder, spitting again on the tip of her cock as her hand came up and her palm stroked over the sensitive head, hand coming back down to jerk the throbbing length before coming back up to tease the tip. And she began to fantasize. She thought about Regina happily spread open for her, Regina dripping wet as Emma sucked on her glorious tits, licking and pinching her sensitive nipples. She thought of Regina's deep red lips wrapped around her cock, sucking intensely as she moaned at Emma's taste (it was her fantasy, after all). She thought of Regina bucking and writhing against her mouth as Emma kissed and licked her between her thighs, Regina begging and pleading for Emma to please, please stop teasing her and just fuck me already. Please. And she sounded so desperate, so needy that Emma was powerless to resist.
So fantasy Emma, whose dick was just as hard and just as eager as real Emma's cock, kneeled between Regina's incredibly smooth legs and lined herself up. Fantasy Regina nodded, begged her to please my love, slide inside.
Emma spat another time into the palm of her hand, starting from tip and giving a slow, firm squeeze as she slowly made her way down her rock-hard dick, imagining she was pressing herself inside of Regina's incredibly tight, incredibly wet cunt. Her pussy gripped her like a vice, Regina's tits jiggling every time the woman took a deep breath. Regina's hips rocked and jerked, her voice thick with arousal as she encouraged Emma to yes, yes, more, please baby. Fuck me.
Emma's arousal skyrocketed, and she was seconds from coming as she began roughly jerking her cock, eyes squeezed shut, hips bucking into her fist as she imagined herself above Regina, imagined pistoning in and out of her clenching heat, watching as the woman cried out and begged and moaned with pleasure. And as Emma approached her peak, so did Regina, and then Regina screamed, clamping down hard on Emma's cock as she came, Emma crying out and ripping at the tissue box at the same time, covering herself just in time so that she'd avoid getting any come on her outfit.
Emma sat there, panting harshly, her grip on her dick relaxing as she fought to catch her breath. She groaned as her head fell back against the headboard. God, why did she have to be such a gentleman? She so desperately wanted to be fucking Regina. Instead here she was, carefully cleaning up her cock with a Kleenex and pushing herself back in her pants.
Emma tossed the used tissue, sighing. She felt a little relief for now, but her arousal was still simmering inside. She was going to need to do this again. Soon.
Regina growled in frustration. She had been trying desperately to make herself come, had been using her favourite vibrator (she'd even changed the batteries) – the one which never failed to make her orgasm- until now. She couldn't manage to come. She would get closer and closer to her peak but would never quite reach it, no matter how hard she fucked herself with it, no matter how much she touched herself. It was frustrating, aggravating, but she knew what the problem was. No matter how sexy she felt in her lingerie, no matter how good her fingers felt against her clit, no matter how intense the vibrator was between her legs, there was a vital thing missing. Or rather, person missing.
Emma.
She wanted Emma. Needed Emma. She needed to feel her hard body (and other hard parts of her) pressed up against her, she wanted to feel her calloused hands run over her skin, wanted to smell her all around her. She wanted Emma to be the one pinching her nipples. She wanted Emma to be the one touching her between her thighs. She wanted Emma to be the hard length filling her pussy.
Regina sighed, sitting back and throwing her vibrator across the room. She winced slightly when she heard it connect with her dresser, hoping she didn't break it, but it did nothing to quell her frustration. She gave up for now, reaching for her phone and pulling up Emma's name. She swiped across the screen, bringing the phone to her ear as she waited for Emma to pick up. If she couldn't have Emma, she'd have to settle for at least hearing her voice.
"Hey," came the husky response. "What's up? You okay?"
"I'm fine. Did I wake you up? You sound like you were sleeping."
"No. No, I'm awake."
Regina frowned when Emma's voice took on a curious tone, almost like she was hiding something.
"Emma, what's going on? And don't tell me nothing. You sound strange."
Emma groaned over the line. Regina sounded agitated, and so to put a stop to any misunderstandings, she decided to just be honest.
"Remember how you teased me about remembering you in your dress for a few minutes after our date? I was uh- remembering. I just finished remembering a minute before you called. My voice is probably a little off because of that."
Regina's stomach dropped as she contemplated the words, her mind assaulted with the image of Emma masturbating as she thought of her. She was hit by a sudden wave of arousal, of jealousy, and she desperately wanted Emma here with her.
"Honey?"
"Come here," Regina blurted.
"What?"
"Come here. Emma, I understand you wanted to give me the perfect date. I wanted that as well, and I got it. You were wonderful, and you were incredibly attentive and sweet. I had a wonderful time and I enjoyed myself very, very much. But I've changed my mind. I want you here. I want more. I want you to- well, I want you. I want to end our date with us making love. I don't want our date to end with us masturbating as home by ourselves thinking about the other. We're beyond the typical first date. Hell, we've already had sex twice. You've given me the perfect date and now I'm asking you to please come over." Regina paused before adding, "I'd like you to finish what I started."
Emma groaned over the line.
"That is so not playing fair."
"I don't wish to pressure you, Emma. You are allowed to say no. But, you should know that I've been touching myself for nearly thirty minutes thinking of you, but I can't reach orgasm because what I want is you, not my own fingers. I want you inside of me."
Emma bit her lip hard, her dick stirring at the Regina's words. She'd just come, but fuck, she was ready to go again.
"You're sure?"
"Transport yourself here, Emma, and you can feel for yourself how sure I am."
Emma poofed herself to Regina's bedroom a second later, taking two long strides to where the beautiful woman was sitting up in bed. Regina was wearing a nightie, a sexy, silky thing that Emma couldn't wait to feel against her body (before she ripped it off of course). She took Regina's phone in hand, tossing both of their cells onto the night table. She then took a long moment to simply stare at Regina, both women breathing deeply as they looked into one another's eyes. Regina then parted her thighs, the gown bunching up and revealing where she was wet and needy. Emma's eyes immediately dropped down at the movement, her groan stifled by the way she was biting her lower lip. Regina was absolutely glistening, the short curls around her sex shiny from her arousal.
"You're still wearing the suit," Regina said appreciatively, reaching up and grabbing at where the knot of the tie was hanging. She pulled Emma down, licking her lips as the woman nodded.
"Couldn't get it off fast enough. Needed to come after seeing you in that fucking dress."
Emma hands landed on Regina's thighs, palms coasting up and down the warm flesh as she simply took in how fucking gorgeous Regina looked. She was hard again, but Emma already knew she was going to be ignoring that ache for a while. She was going to be busy with Regina's body for at least the next hour. Maybe two.
Her eyes raked over Regina's body, eyes fixated on the tits that bounced up and down with every one of Regina's laboured breaths. She forced her gaze upward, just as she had so many times tonight, meeting Regina's lust-filled eyes. She leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Regina's lips before pulling back, looking at the beautiful eyes so obviously filled with desire.
"I saw you tonight, looking at my breasts. You've no idea how difficult it was not to slip off my dress," Regina said lowly, reaching for one spaghetti strap and pushing it over her shoulder before doing the same with the other, letting the gown pool at her waist, revealing her breasts for Emma's eager eyes, "and allowing you to look as you so obviously wanted. You fought valiantly, my love, to keep your eyes from straying, but I'm asking you now not to."
Regina cupped the back of Emma's head and brought it down to her chest, eyes falling shut the second a warm tongue and eager lips wrapped around her sensitive nipple. She moaned as Emma toyed with her breasts, her arousal firing up as she enjoyed the attention.
Regina had decided that she didn't care what happened. She didn't care if her nipples leaked (okay, she cared a little and hoped it didn't happen but if it did, she wasn't going to let it ruin their time). She couldn't control her body did now that she was pregnant, and she certainly didn't want to stop what Emma was doing, Gods she definitely didn't want to stop what Emma was doing, and so she refused to think about it, instead enjoying the attention Emma paid to her breasts.
Emma licked, sucked, pinched and massaged Regina's tits until the woman was moaning loudly, her fingers deep in Emma's hair, holding her in place. Emma alternated between each breasts, licking a stripe across Regina's torso each time she switched. She knew how Regina liked feeling her tongue on her skin, reminded of that fact every time she moved her tongue along it and Regina pressed forward into her mouth.
"Please, Emma."
"What, baby? What do you want?" Emma murmured against her breast, kissing the side of it.
Regina tucked her fingers beneath Emma's chin and guided her up until their lips met, kissing her softly, slowly, as her hands reached for Emma's tie. She patiently unknotted it, slipping it from around Emma's neck as she smiled into the kiss.
"Perhaps we can use this later," Regina teased against Emma's lips, grinning when the other woman laughed.
They resumed kissing and Regina continued undressing Emma, opening her shirt button by button and then sneaking her hands under the collar once it was completely undone. She flattened her palms, guiding the shirt over Emma's shoulders and then down and off, tossing the garment to the floor. She ran her palms back up and then down Emma's front, moaning when they covered Emma's soft breasts.
"Gods, you're beautiful," Regina murmured against her lips, pulling back in order to kiss Emma's jaw and down her neck.
Regina's fingers slipped under Emma's muscle shirt, moving around her back and flicking open the snaps of her bra with practised ease. She then guided the straps off her shoulder beneath the muscle shirt and discarded it as well. She pulled back and looked at Emma's breasts through her shirt, reaching out and squeezing the soft mounds through cotton. She looked up at Emma, who was staring at her intently, breathing ragged, nipples puckered as she swallowed hard.
"You are so good to me," Regina whispered before leaning forward and kissing her. When she pulled back, she looked into Emma's eyes. "I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you. You treat me so lovingly, with such respect. Gods, it does make me love you, but it also makes me incredibly wanton."
Emma laughed freely, leaning forward and kissing Regina again.
"Well, I won't complain because knowing you want it makes me horny too."
"I want you."
Emma nodded.
"I want you too, but right now, I want to make you feel good more than anything. Lay back? I have a few fantasies I need to play out."
"Oh?" Regina asked with a half grin, doing as she was told. "Do they involve you removing the rest of your clothes? Because in my fantasies, you're naked."
"Is that a hint?"
"I'm … asking," Regina said with a smirk, referring back to their earlier conversation at dinner about the way Regina 'asked' Emma to do certain things.
Emma, having caught the reference, laughed heartily and began undressing.
"God, I love you."
She quickly undressed, pausing at the edge of the bed when she caught the way Regina was staring at her. The woman looked her up and down slowly, eyes coming to rest at the part of her that was straining desperately, wanting Regina's attention.
"I want to suck your cock," Regina said breathily, staring directly at the member in question.
Emma's eyes snapped shut, a bolt of arousal shooting right to her groin.
"Okay," she panted, trying hard to catch her breath. "You can't just say shit like that."
Emma cried out when she felt a warm mouth on her dick, hands immediately reaching out to clutch at Regina's shoulders to steady herself. She hadn't heard the shift in the bed, hadn't sensed Regina move, but that could have been because she was too busy recovering from the absolutely overwhelming pang of arousal that had hit her like a ton of bricks when Regina had spoken. And now, God, now the woman had those sinfully soft lips wrapped around her aching cock, her tongue swirling at the leaking tip just like Emma's earlier fantasies and holy fuck, she was going to come. Oh god. It was not supposed to go like this. Her stomach muscles clenched hard as her brain tried valiantly to work through her arousal, through her need, but every time Regina sucked on the tip of her dick, and- fuck- took her deep in her throat, Emma was unable to think for more than a second.
Regina could feel her grin form around Emma's throbbing length, hearing the whimpers and groans, the gasps and small cries every time Regina did something Emma liked. Regina felt the strong thighs shake as Emma tried not to buck into her mouth, she heard the nearly pitiful whimpers from above every time she sucked and lapped at the tip where she knew Emma to be most sensitive, and she loved the groans she received every time she deep throated Emma's length.
Regina knew a good blow job could render a person speechless. And normally, she wasn't the biggest fan of this act, no matter how much she liked the other person. Regina didn't really like doing it, but it was different with Emma.. Regina wanted to make Emma feel good, wanted to make her feel so good that she was unable to speak. Regina wanted to give for once, the way that Emma always gave to her. Emma was always putting her first, always taking care of her needs and never expected anything in return. And so Regina eagerly sucked on her length, bobbing her mouth and lapping at her weeping tip, clutching Emma's thigh and keeping her in place as she licked her hardness.
"Fuck, Regina. We- ah, fuck. This was supposed to- ugh- be about you."
Regina sucked her deeply then, all the way down her throat and held her there for a minute as she swallowed, listening to the whines and grunts from above as Emma's head spun. Regina knew how Emma liked the way the head of her cock was stimulated by her throat, so she swallowed and bobbed until she was completely out of breath, sucking hard on her way up and then taking several long gulping breaths to pull oxygen into her starved lungs. Her hand immediately came up though as she licked her lips, looking up at Emma as she pumped her cock.
"It's always about me, Emma. You give so much in this relationship. Take for once. Enjoy this blowjob. You can take care of me later."
Before she could protest, Regina leaned forward and sucked Emma back into her mouth. Emma's eyes rolled in the back of her head, hands gripping Regina's shoulders as she vibrated, her breath coming in harsh pants as she looked down and watched Regina's mouth on her cock, shifted to see her tits bounce as she moved. Fucking hell, she was going to come any second.
"God. You're so fucking h-hot. It's almost like you like this."
Regina pulled back then, grin in place.
"You're so aroused you can barely form a sentence," she said before licking a long stripe up Emma's hard length. "And it's because of me. Of course I'm enjoying this."
Emma's head swam as she watched Regina eagerly lap at her throbbing length, the confirmation that she was enjoying what she was doing turning Emma on even more. It was incredibly arousing knowing that Regina liked sucking her cock, and it made the experience unimaginably sexier. There was no fighting her orgasm now.
"Baby. Please. I gotta sit."
Regina smirked, moving from the bed to kneel on the floor.
"No. Your knees-"
"Will be fine. You're going to come in a second or am I mistaken?" Regina asked, with a tone that indicated she knew just how right she was.
Emma blushed and sat down, knees cradling Regina's shoulders.
"Yeah, no. I'm uh- I'm not gonna last much longer."
"Good," Regina said, licking her lips before kissing the tip of the bobbing dick before her. When she looked up and saw that Emma had closed her eyes again, she shook her head. "Watch me."
"I'm not gonna last if I watch too much."
Regina leaned forward and sucked at the leaking tip, swallowing Emma's precum (and thoroughly enjoying the way Emma cried out the second her tongue connected with the sensitive head of her cock) before pulling away and looking back up at her.
"I don't want you to last, my love. I want you to come down my throat. I want to taste you."
Jesus, fuck. This woman. All thought escaped Emma's mind then, Regina's hot mouth wrapping around her and sucking her deep again. She did as promised, keeping her eyes open and watching, watching as Regina's head moved up and down her length, watching her dick disappear between the stretched, painted lips, watching as Regina eagerly licked and sucked on her length.
Emma gripped the edge of the mattress, straining so as not to buck up and accidentally knock the back of Regina's throat. She watched Regina intently, breath coming in harsh pants, her stomach rolling and balls clenching, fighting desperately against her orgasm. She didn't want this to end, she wanted to watch this hot fucking scene for the rest of her life. So she clenched her teeth, her abs quaking with need, but when incredibly soft fingers began stroking and gently squeezing her balls, Emma was gone. She couldn't hold it in anymore.
"I'm gonna come, baby," Emma warned, a whimper falling from her lips when Regina immediately deep throated her and began swallowing. "Oh God, oh God. Oh f-AH!"
The second Regina began her short bobs as she swallowed, Emma's cock hardened further and her balls tightened. Emma's dick then shot its load, thick globs of hot come coating Regina's throat as Emma cried out, body trembling and spasming as her orgasm hit her like a freight train.
Regina continued sucking, rolling Emma's balls in her hand as her lover came, working her dick until Emma begged her to stop, that it was too much. Only then did Regina finally pull away, giving one last lengthy suck as she pulled herself from Emma's spent member.
Regina sat back on her heels, swallowing against her sore throat, wincing as she attempted to get up. Luckily, Emma was still trying to recover (Regina noted with a smirk) so she was able to loosen out the kinks in her body before she gratefully sat on the bed. She waited quietly until Emma's eyes fluttered open, a dopey grin on her face.
"You are a bad girl."
"Are you going to punish me now?" Regina teased, reaching down to pull off her nightgown. She hadn't bothered with it earlier, too busy with Emma's pleasure, but now that Emma was satisfied, Regina ripped off the satin piece and straddled Emma's lap.
"I'm gonna do something alright," Emma growled, flipping a giggling Regina over onto the bed.
A/N: Next up... Regina's turn