Bethany x Jonquille

// 17/07/22 //

"Ugh..." Bethany would moan as their lips finally separated. She would suck her bottom lip and swallow the saliva that almost began to drip. Was it her own or the other's? Didn't matter. She would let out a shaky breath as her eyes slowly surfaced up to meet the dull green eyes that stared adjacent. Then, she would feel a soft force pushing her down to her knees. Good. No words would exchange. Letting out a warm breath over the woman's member, the girl would look up to the blonde while keeping her back parallel to the wall. Bethany was stuck between a cock and a hard place She slowly stared forward and opened her mouth, letting the girl's head glide past her lips and over her tongue.

Jonquille shudders when their eyes connect. The combined force of her submissiveness, and the tickling of the warm breath against her smooth length is enough to get her to jumping, twitching arousal. The cock bounds against her nose for a little, even, before it finally reaches utter hardness. A hand takes to her cock, pressing it down to line up with her pink lips, while the other presses against the wall. She smirks when that young one looks upon her dick, finally, and she utters a low growl of a moan when she finally takes the cock in... but she doesn't let it end there. She wants to give the girl everything she wants, right? That's her reasoning for rolling her hips forward into the girl's mouth, pumping her cock into the back of her throat with no regard for her gag reflex.

For a moment, Bethany's lust was in control of her actions. Without a word or even any hesitation at all she would place the woman's cock in her mouth and lightly pucker her lips around the head playfully. However this short playful act was cut short with the slow and sudden thrust forward. Her mouth would open wider, showing how for the member was already inside of her hole. Watery gagging noises was heard as the thrusts continued. Bethany shut her eyes hard and even lifted her hands up to her chest in ready to protest. But it got a bit easier...

Beth is right to assume that those wet noises do nothing but spur on her elf facefucker, who is currently engulfed in blissful pleasure. Her eyes roll up lazily, and her mouth has a small river of drool rolling from the corner. Constant thrusts, now, going deep into the back of Beth's throat, slapping her full balls against that pretty chin of hers. "F-fuck!" the ancient moans, her cock throbbing and pulsing, sputtering salty precum on Beth's tongue. The raise of her hands in protest is completely ignored, and she can't help it. She's so close to cumming that she can see stars.

Luckily, Bethany had no gag reflex. Was she just already in control of this system of her body or was it that she was lucky or unlucky to not be born with one? Doesn't matter now. Nothing did. Bethany could barely breath properly let alone thinking properly. Her mouth was starting to get so full. Full of cock, saliva and precum. A white watery substance, a mixture of her saliva and the other's cum soon dripped from her bottom lip and onto her chin. Weary as to not let anything drip or stain her outfit, the foolish girl leaned forward a bit to let the current leakage drip to the floor. But by moving forward in this way, the woman's cock fucked her throat even more. So much so that Beth's nose started to hit against the woman's lower body when she thrusts forward. There wasn't much more Beth could take. Her eyes opened and looked up to see the blonde in complete bliss.

There wasn't much more Beth could take without a breather. She was barely able to gauge the reaction of the blonde facefucking her due to the asphyxiation. But soon, it became way too much. She felt a hot strand of cum shoot like a bullet down her throat and into her stomach. The next would fill the back of her mouth and almost the inside of her cheeks as well. Bethany then felt the shiver-provoking feeling of the thick strand of cum shoot across her face, then another in her hair. She let out a shriek but of course her mouth was full and it was muffled. She was being covered. Bethany looked up to see the woman in complete bliss as she milked her large cock over her face. And then, Like water covering the lens of a camera, her eyes were covered. Bethany stopped her shrieking as she felt her clothing get soaked too. White cum would spit out of her mouth and down inside her blouse to leave room for gasping for air. She stared up, with her mouth open for air as she reached her hands up to wipe the gooey liquid out of her eyes. It was like a shower. She could already feel her chocolate colored hair stick to her skin.

Is exhausted, to say the least. It's like she just ran a marathon, and she pants like it too. Sweat dribbles down her face, and she falls to her knees with Bethany, wrapping her arms around that cum glazed brunette's neck and looking into her nearly cum masked face. She really came a lot, huh? ".....That was fun." she whispers happily, resting her forehead against Beth's with no regard for the sticky cum that would get on her from that closeness.

She would cough a few times and constantly spit out more white cum that rolled into her mouth as she collapsed against the wall. Her small bust would push up and down as she gasped for more air. Her eyes would close as the other placed her forehead against her own. "I'm a damn mess." She would say after a moment in a much more confident tone than she had used previously.

Doesn't so much mind the coughing or the cum. The mess was just part of the fun for this ancient, so she happily rests on Beth, settling her head on the girl's shoulder. "It'll be fine! Elf cum washes out easy!" she nods, yawning a little.

"No. It is not fine!" Bethany would say as she stood up. A complete and utter shock in her tone and expression. She got to her feet and looked down at her slender body. She was literally dripping from her clothes and her hair already started to stick together. "I gotta... I gotta..." She took a few steps back as she spoke out loud. "I go home to my apartment... Walk! Because I can't take a bus like this... I have to get a shower with my clothes on, then I need to put this outfit in the wash then I need to take a shower without my clothes because I can't end the day with a shower when I have clothes on, then I need to make sure this outfit is clean so I can iron it and put it away and and and I..." She coughed again, definitely going to have a sore throat in the morning. "I'll...I'll... Probably come back tomorrow..." She would say that last sentence in a quieter tone as if she didn't want it to be heard. And with that, the girl quickly left.

// 17/07/23 //

Jonquille wraps her arms around Beth's waist from her position sitting next to her and, when satisfied with her sampling of the girl's ear, she rests her chin upon her shoulder; batting her eyelashes up at the girl still recovering from last night's fun activities. "Hi, sweetie." she says softly, cupping a yawn with one hand, then dropping it to wrap back round the girl. "You cleaned up pretty well, I see. I thought the scent would be stuck on you for a bit longer.."

The social awkward teen would remain glued to her phone even as the blonde who sat to her right wrapped their arms around her waist in a hug. While surfing some dumb social media, Instagram, Facebook or Twitter, Beth would use this distraction as well as the light chewing on her index finger as a buffer or relaxant to speak out loud to the bubbly female beside her. "N-No... Just two... Two showers." She would say in her light stutter. She would lightly pull on the left side of her white long sleeve top to void it of a wrinkle caused by the embrace.

Pouts some, when Beth doesn't give her the full attention she was pining for, but Jonquille is no fool. She's been around for thousands of years, so she knows crippling anxiety when she sees it. So, she takes what she can get... and runs her tongue up Beth's cheek when she next speaks. The familiar scent of honeysuckle and mint cools on that tender flesh of hers when the elf pulls back away to rest her head back on it's chosen shoulder. "...Mmmh, I see. You must be incredibly thorough with your hygiene.." Jonquille sounds impressed. She couldn't even smell the slightest scent of her overpowering cum, and Beth was absolutely soaked in it last she saw.

Her expression would feel uneasy as the other licked her cheek. The expression comparable to someone eating something surprisingly salty. "Yeah, well...I guess." She would say as she took her eyes off of her phone and wiped the saliva off of her cheek. The scent of the other's saliva was nice but unpleasant. The awkwardness of having saliva on her face - especially just one side of it - took away from any bliss she could receive from it's aroma. Bethany would awkwardly tie her legs together as she uncomfortably moved on the bench with the blonde still laying upon her shoulder.

Smiles at the apparent discomfort of Bethany. If last night was any indication, that meant she was doing something right. "You just guess, huh?" she says teasingly, wrapping a finger in the brunette's no doubt pristine locks, looking upon her hair with the utmost curiosity. "You were just praised by an ancient, cutie. You should be grateful!" and with that, she dips forward slightly, sniffing those brown tresses momentarily before pulling back off and resting her head on the girl's shoulder. "...Now, lets mess around some more."

Bethany would take her left thumb out of her mouth and slowly reach behind her head to lightly flatten out her straight hair after the other woman had messed it up slightly. "Aha, well... I guess." She would say awkwardly to the blonde's first statement. But when that second statement came around Beth would change her tone and even place her phone, screen facing down, onto her lap. "Um.. No, I ... It's too early, I haven't ate yet. Well, not a full meal. And like, I-I don't wanna get into a mess..." The girl was only looking for excuses while being indifferent. Her voice still a bit scratchy but nothing too bad, cough medicine helped.

"....You're so helpless, you know?" she says, melodramatically sighing after. It's clearly just an act, because she's left smiling. Now, before Beth can continue on with her rationalizations and weak reasonings for not sucking some thick, elf cock right this second, the hand once twirling with Beth's locks lightly grasps the back of her head, sinking deep into those dark tresses as she forcefully, slowly guides the girl down into her lap even as she speaks. "Don't worry, you'll have a nice meal." she says sweetly, free hand working about to unveil her familiar, semi-hard cock and poke it against the girl's cheek. "And I won't spill a single drop this time, so there won't be a mess.."

She was in a sense helpless. She could barely help herself out of a situation she didn't want to be in. While she is bound to enjoy herself, Beth would rather not go through this awkward 'beginning phase' and would rather skip the entire scenario because of it. Bethany would let out a short wince as her head was guided in front of the woman's lap, close enough to smell the horny member that was soon unveiled. While bent to the side on the bench, Beth would shift her weight onto her right side with her right hand on the bench seat while the left laid on the girl's right thigh. She would feel the semi-hard member poke against her cheek and she would shake her head as if she were saying 'no', but her mouth opened anyway as she moved her head so the poking member would glide across her complexion and onto her lips.

Giggles mirthfully at Beth's faux resistance, and all she can think on as her cock slips past those moist lips and she bites her own lower tier, is how wonderful it is that they've met. The hand on her thigh is set upon by one of her own, slender digits caressing. The other hand, the one once locked onto the back of her new human friend's head, was not making its way to her backside, intent on toying with the entrance down below. That hand slowly lifts the skirt below, then roughly grips the an asscheek, rough enough to likely make the girl squeak.

'Here we go again' Bethany would think to herself as she let her smooth, wet tongue glide under the head of the blonde's cock as she slowly tilted her head while venturing downward to create a poke in her right cheek were the member was. At least she was taking it slow this time. Her own pace felt nicer than the previous night where the tight hole in her mouth still pains from being forced in and out so hard. Beth would bring her right leg up onto the bench she leaned on and sat on it to get more comfortable as she sucked the woman's cock. This position must have piqued the interest of her elf friend as the other was quick to pull up her black skirt and grip her perky behind. As one would assume, just as she leaned forward to fit more into her mouth this happened which caused a quick, high pitched squeak inside her mouth that would lightly vibrate the guest inside.