He groaned, although whether it was in reaction to her words or the way she was stroking him, she couldn’t tell. He was stiff now, his cock fat and full, bobbing at half-mast. Not fully hard yet, but she had no doubt the sucking mouth of a stranger on the other side of the wall would take care of that in short order.
“Fine. But I think you need a warm-up too.”
Her mouth opened to ask if he was sure, squeaking instead when he hauled her up in his arms, surging to his feet to deposit her on the edge of one of the barstools before pulling her panties down. The little pink and white-striped soft skirt and matchingquarter-zip top she wore were hardly salacious, definitely not what she would have chosen forthisouting, but the skirt did have its benefits. It was short and soft, easily raised, preventing her from needing to undress fully.
“You’re going to lose the wind in your sail, sailor,” she warned, as he stuffed her panties into the back pocket of his open jeans.
“Maybe so, but I want first taste before any of these pig-headed weirdos.”
Ris gripped the sides of the barstool, noting there were cleverly placed handles for that exact purpose, when Ainsley dropped to his knees before her, spreading her legs wide. Her head fell back at the first press of his tongue, hot and wet, a long lick through her slick folds, his lips closing over her clit to give it a suck. She wasn’t horny, but she loved the way he licked her.
“I love your pussy, Nanaya. If any of these clowns lick it better than me, just don’t tell me, okay?”
“I don’t think that’s possible,” she laughed, one hand going to the back of his head, pulling his mouth a little closer as he began to lick and suck her in earnest.
It was true. This was a new adventure, but Ris knew there was no way any of the strangers on the other side of the wall could bring her as much pleasure as he did multiple times a week. He knew exactly what she liked, how fast, how much pressure.
It was how they started the day, on those mornings when he worked from home. She would straddle his face, holding the headboard for leverage as her hips moved against his mouth. He would tongue her clit as she slid against him, pulsing as she came with a cry that made her glad they did not share a bedroom wall with the neighbors. His entire face would be glistening with her slick by the time she climbed off, as enthusiastic about eating her out as he was about the rest of his most beloved hobbies. She would take her place in the center of the bed on hands andknees afterward, presenting her dripping cunt to him, all the encouragement he needed to kneel behind her and stuff her full.
It had become a routine since they started living together full-time, but it was one she loved, one they were both happy with. Ainsley would roll back up in the covers, groaning about not wanting to get up, even though he only needed to relocate to the next room, and she would do her makeup in the bathroom, still dripping with his semen. Occasionally, she pulled her panties on without wiping his cum away fully, taking the creamy reminder of him with her to work for the day, after she left with him with a kiss.
Domestic bliss, but a new adventure now and then was good for them.
“Again, babe, if you want to make me come on your tongue, we could be doing this at home. For free.” She sucked in a quick breath at the sudden cold when he pulled his head back, surging up to his feet.
“Fine. Excuse me for loving what I do. Okay, are we ready?”
“As ready as I’m going to be,” she confirmed. “And I would just like to point out that you didn’t need anyone to spot you getting up, old man.”
She needed his help getting into position. Ris was glad for her years of yoga as she spread her legs wide, flush against the wall. There were straps to hold her legs in place, and as he fussed with the barstool she sat upon, they discovered the seat tilted, giving her a better angle to press against the opening in the wall, allowing whoever was on the other side more surface area of her exposed cunt.
Ainsley put her into position at the hole beside his own, after checking the height to see which worked best with his long legs. She was close enough to reach him, necessary in case she wanted to back away. The tiefling had explained that all they needed to do was vacate their hole to signal that whoever was on the otherside needed to move on. She wouldn’t be able to do that on her own with her legs strapped against the drywall, but all she would need to do is grab his arm for help.
Unsurprisingly, Ainsley hooted in surprise almost immediately upon placing his prodigious length through the opening, that thick, foot-long watermelon sugar too delicious for the unknown strangers on the other side of the wall to resist. Ris understood completely.
“I knew it wouldn’t take long for you to —”
It was her turn to gasp in surprise when she was licked, the tongue doing so fat and viscous, far longer than anything she was used to. It had to be a reptilian, she thought, for there was no other species that might possess such an inhuman, snaking appendage.
“This is a human,” Ainsley hissed. “It’s like being sucked off by a guppy.”
“How would you know what that feels li—”
Another gasp, her words cutting off as the owner of the thick, twisting tongue began lapping at her clit. Their tongue was textured, several rows of large, raised nubs dragging over the exposed bud of nerves, trapping it for a split second on each pass, making her thighs shake. Back and forth, back and forth, her clit was caught in a dance line she hadn’t quite agreed to joining, but one she didn’t necessarily want to leave.
It wasn’t the most pleasurable thing she’d ever experienced, but itwasa completely new sensation, bringing her closer to orgasm faster than she’d ever managed before without the aid of a vibrator.
Her hips canted against the restraints as she panted, seeking more stimulation before she peaked. She wanted to be sucked, to be teased, licked slowly with a building pressure, like what the orc beside her did without needing instruction.
The tongue from the other side of the wall mistook her movement to be encouragement, their tongue moving faster, dragging her clit back and forth between those nubs until her control broke.
Ris couldn’t stop the moan that broke from her throat as her hips surged upward. It wastoofast and barely satisfying. The orgasm was weak, but the tongue’s owner could tell when she came, groaning into her pussy. They continued lapping at her for a few moments longer, pulling away once she’d sagged.
Ainsley was watching her, his mouth hanging open. “I told you not to tell me!”
“I didn’t say anything! It wasn’t even that good! Just fast! That was like a vibrator that gets you over the edge too quickly and then you don’t know what to do with yourself.”
“This is unbelievable,” he went on, ignoring her as she laughed her protest, pulling himself out of the hole to force the human on the other side away. “I get your kitty all warm and revved up, and what do I have to show for it? Probably early-onset arthritis and a human slobbering on my knob.”
