To many, Kennedy was average by herself. She was attractive, but didn’t stand out in a room of other good-looking people, especially since she fell on the shorter side and didn’t do much with her appearance. She was sharp, smart, and witty, but kept to herself unless otherwise provoked or with very close friends.Even her bedroom equipment collection wasn’t anything outrageous. Lara certainly had enjoyed more impressive feats in her days. The difference? People with a lot of toys tended to rely solely on that. They knew they could get away with lovers being amazed withonlythat. People like Kennedy had skill. They knew how to use what they had to bring a woman to such pleasure that she didn’t know where she was or what her name was. Lara would take that over anything else any day.
Plus, she had a secret. Well, not so much a secret as much as it was biology.
She was small from every angle but her stature.Small,as in those toys Kennedy did own often struggled to fit without proper care and preparation. Often, one finger or just the tongue was enough for Lara, who had spent her whole mature sex life explaining to lovers why she was turned off by oversized anatomy and people’s colossal dildo collections.Of course, Kenny loves watching that.
So, even though Kennedy Anderssen didn’t boast the greatest face, the hottest body, or the most impressive bank account around, it was perfect for Lara, and that was all that mattered.
I know every inch of her. She gazed at her wife’s body, at the hidden curves of her hips and thighs. Her zipper enticed Lara, but she held back, opting to push her thumbs into Kennedy’s skin and watch her shiver. She knew exactly what that reaction meant, too. She had loved this woman so many times that Lara could bring her to the edge in their sleep.
“I like the way you smell,” she whispered, running both hands through her hair and along her thighs. “It’s so… animalistic.”
“Is it? I don’t smell nearly as good as you, though. I’m sure.”
Who knew if that was true? The way Kennedy acted when she shoved her face into Lara’s pussy sure made it seem like she was the headiest woman in the universe. All it took was one second, and Kennedy was devouring her, tasting whatever she could. ForLara, it was subtler. She liked to build up her arousal with her spouse’s natural scent. Let it take control. Take over. Take her to a place where the only thing that mattered was their mutual pleasure.
“And I love how wet you get for me.” Kennedy could get turned on by any hot sexpot crossing her path. Lara fell into that category, didn’t she? Her spouse was still attracted to her. She still desired her, even after their numerous rounds in bed and knowing the deepest, darkest parts of her heart. If that wasn’t love, then what was?
“Nobody gets me wetter, Bunny.”
Kennedy pushed her chair back, the wheels creating a groove in the carpet beneath her.So, that’s how it is?She would take full advantage of Lara’s behavior right now. Lara knew she had no choice but to kneel between her legs and make her feel like the ruler of her castle.
They were a “split down the middle” kind of couple. Sex and gender aside, they strived for true equality. They took turns paying. They took turns driving. They paid equal shares of their stocks and properties. Even this huge house they called home for the past seven years, was half and half.
Yet… Kennedy could become incredibly dominant when Lara even so much as suggested serving her.
She’s still indulging in the role of a masc at the end of the day.Kennedy wanted her wife on her knees and worshipping her. She wanted her wife to spread her legs. She wanted her begging for her touch. Every so often? Lara wanted to feel that too. Like she was a tool. A possession. A means to her spouse’s orgasmic end.
She didn’t fully enter that space until she decided to go for it, pulling down her spouse’s pants and urging her ass to the edge of the chair. Lara’s tongue searched for the musky slit that soon appeared before her face, because Kennedy wasn’t one to let an opportunity like this go to waste – she urged her own clothesoff and pulled Lara’s mouth forward.Whatever you want.Lara licked a damning line up her spouse’s slit as Kennedy continued to smoke above her.
“Fuck, Bunny.” Kennedy closed her eyes, let her head roll back against her chair, and took languid drags of her vape.That’s right. This is your moment, baby. Lara’s hardworking spouse deserved to have her woman giving her pleasure at the end of a hard day. What had Lara done? Get drunk on the floor of her office and imagine her spouse tail-chasing their nubile maid. Hardly productive.
She had also called her lawyer – all right, her cousin – and demanded he help her get a divorce. Again. The Lara who currently served her Domme felt a crimson-colored shame. How could she want to give up moments like these?
No, it wasn’t about giving them up. It was never about being tired or bored with Kennedy in the bedroom. That was impossible. The woman was more adventurous than Lara.She’s the one who asked me to fuck her ass all those years ago.
No, all the thoughts of divorce were about something else entirely.
“Eat me out, baby,” Kennedy muttered. “I wanna feel it all the way in my chest.”
Lara braced her hands on Kennedy’s spread legs, running her tongue up and down the slick slit as her lips wetted and the rest of her mouth salivated for her spouse’s body.People say I have such a big mouth. They said that figuratively. Lara Anderssen was infamous in every social circle for speaking her mind and making friends and enemies in the aftermath. In reality, she had a tiny mouth. When she was a kid, she had to have extensive dental work done to make sure there was enough room for all the adult teeth she kept cramming in there. Doctors expressed concern that she would choke on her own tongue one day. While her mouth did grow as she got older, it was still relatively small.
So when her spouse told her to do anything with it, she had to be careful.
Like I’m not going to do it. How could she say no to a command like that? How could she turn away from the very thing offering to make her feel connected to her spouse again?Not like I don’t know how to do this. Deep breath, relax, and slowly slide her tongue along Kennedy’s pussy while pursing her lips and keeping her nostrils flared – for air, of course. Although Lara was always likely to inhale a little too deeply if she wasn’t careful.
Kennedy was a patient person. She knew how to lie back, have her smoke, and let her wife take care of the rest. Lara was there to serve her, after all. She needn’t do a thing.
Lara focused her lips around Kennedy’s clit once she found the shy thing, before plunging her tongue as deep as it could go into that welcoming pussy. The overwhelming sensations on Lara’s mouth almost threatened to throw her off her game, but they seldom won. Not after this long together. Before she met her spouse, Lara always had issues putting sex where her mouth was. Most lovers were too eager. Or, the pettiest thing of all, they complained about the placement of her teeth. As if she would bite them! On accident, anyway.
Kennedy was one of the first lovers she could enjoy this side of oral sex with. She didn’t fuck her face without fair warning. And she could sit still! Bless this woman’s perfect intuition. Truly, as if they were made for each other.
“Look at me, Lara.”
She glanced up, flicking her tongue where it mattered most as if to make a point. Kennedy withheld a groan, but she shuddered. Lara also saw her eyes glaze over as she smoked and watched her wife devour her. Lara’s fingers stroked her partner’s thighs until her index finger and thumb attempted to circle the entrance of her body..
“I’m glad to see you behaving so well tonight,” Kennedy continued, one hand lowering to pet the top of Lara’s head. Wet blond hair fell to the side of her face. “You’ve been behaving strangely lately. What’s all this talk about divorce? Don’t you love me anymore?”
She hummed against her spouse’s nether lips, making Kennedy grip both handles on her chair. Of course, she still loved her.
