Making Things Physical (SHORT STORY) G!P

ch2

What had started out as never being naked in front of Jennie ended up being always naked when she was with Jennie.  She wasn't complaining because if she was naked then Jennie was naked.  A naked Jennie could ask Lisa to catch a falling star or move a mountain and she would find a way to do it. That's not what Jennie asked of her though.

"Let me paint you."

"You want to paint me like your French girls?"  Lisa said with a smirk.

"Very funny.  I'm serious.  You have the most amazing body.  It deserves to be immortalized on paper and I just so happen to have first hand knowledge of every inch of your glorious body.  It's very inspirational."

"Well, when you put it that way.  Of course you can.  You know I can never deny you anything.  Where do you want me?"

Jennie adjusted the blanket and pillows on Lisa's bed.  She moved Lisa into the pose that she wanted; a seated position, leaning against the headboard with her left leg bent, her left arm extended and resting on her bent knee, her right leg extended out, and her penis lying in her open right hand.  Lisa was to look directly at Jennie.  It was erotic and Jennie had a hard time not fucking Lisa first. 

It only took minutes for Jennie to be absorbed in her art.  The sounds of the paintbrushes strokes on the paper were hypnotizing.  Lisa had never seen Jennie in this element.  It was a turn on to say the least especially since Jennie was naked as well. 

"Be still, Lisa."

"I am."

"No, you keep licking your lips.  Almost like your hungry...or thirsty."

"You've no idea."

Lisa could feel the pulse held in her hand getting stronger.  Not long after she was fully erect, aching to be touched but she dare not move.

"I told you not to move."

"I didn't." Lisa pouted

Jennie looked pointedly into Lisa's eyes and then down to her hard on. 

"She wanted to look good for the painting.  What are-"  Lisa began to ask when Jennie stood from the chair she had been sitting in.  Her eyes were raging with lust.  With the paintbrushes forgotten except for their sound when they hit the floor, Jennie stalked towards Lisa while touching her own body smearing paint anywhere her fingers touched; tantalizing Lisa with every achingly slow step and caress. 

"How am I supposed to paint when all I want to do is fuck you, to feel you deep inside me?"

Lisa was salivating at the approach of the goddess' before her.  Jennie was crawling up the bed dragging her breasts along Lisa's smooth legs that were both now extended in front of Lisa.  The hunger apparent in Jennie's eyes was new and terrifyingly sexy. 

Jennie was beyond wet.  She could feel her come coating the inside of her thigh.  Jennie could see that Lisa was entranced with every movement that she made.  It made Jennie feel powerful. She could turn Lisa to a trembling mess.  She loved that feeling.  When Jennie reached Lisa's cock, while keeping eye contact, she slowly slid her tongue up from the bottom of the shaft to the tip, swirling her tongue over the top.  Lisa threw her head back and moaned as her cock vanished in Jennie's warm mouth. 

Lisa had never experienced anything as excruciatingly amazing as the feeling of Jennie's mouth on her, devouring her.  Lisa's eyes snapped open when Jennie's mouth unexpectedly left her cock.  Her disappoint was instantly allayed when Jennie gripped her dick as she straddled her, leading Lisa to her entrance and dropping down, fully taking every bit of Lisa.  Jennie's moans were music to Lisa's ears. 

Jennie gripped the headboard near Lisa's head and she rode her.  Lisa's hands and lips were everywhere on Jennie.  Lisa's hands moved to Jennie's ass, helping fuck Jennie deeper.  Lisa knew how she liked it.  Jennie's hands moved from the headboard to Lisa's head and then down to Lisa's breasts.  The erect nipples were begging to be touched and so Jennie obliged, pinching and teasing.  Lisa hissed at the painful pleasure. 

Lisa needed to taste Jennie.  She sat up abruptly while maintaining her rhythm.  Jennie arched her back and braced her hands on Lisa's legs behind her to give Lisa better access to her tits and neck.  Lisa's cock deep inside her and her lips on her was Jennie's version of heaven. 

"Harder, baby. Make me scream your name." Jennie begged.

Lisa gripped Jennie's waist and quickly rolled them over.  Jennie was on her back with her legs held in the air by Lisa.  Lisa was pounding slow, deep, and powerful.  Lisa would never get used to feeling Jennie all around her and Jennie would never get tired of being taken by Lisa. 

"That's right baby, let them know who's fucking the fuck out of you."

"Lisa! God! Fuck, Lisa!

"Touch yourself.  I want to watch you." Lisa demanded.

Jennie's hand moved to her wetness.  Lisa watched in awe as Jennie moved her fingers in a slow and steady circular motion over her clit. Jennie could feel every inch of Lisa and she craved more, more of everything Lisa.  The pace that Lisa had set was sweet torture.  Jennie wanted slower and faster at the same time.  Lisa wanted to be deeper, to possess Jennie. Lisa let go of Jennie's ankles and grabbed her hips/thighs, fucking Jennie with her engorged cock. That coupled with Jennie's skillful fingers sent ripples coursing through her body.  Wave after wave of pleasure hit her.

Lisa loved the orgasmic look that adorned Jennie's features.  It was a drug to Lisa.  The feeling of Jennie consuming everything that she had to give made Lisa want to give her more.  The sensation of wet warmth that Lisa was sliding in and out of made her eyes roll back in her head.  It was so difficult to not come in those moments.  The combination of their moans filled the room and urged them on.

Lisa could feel Jennie constricting around her dick.  It was like a vice grip of pleasure milking everything from Lisa.  Lisa released one of Jennie's thighs and slid her left hand up Jennie's right thigh stopping at the knee.  Lisa leaned forward over Jennie and gripped the sheets next to Jennie's head with her free hand, never losing her rhythm.  Their bodies were moving against each other, nipples brushing nipples. The sheen of sweat only added to the enjoyment.  Lisa's pace had increased and Jennie knew that she was almost there.  Jennie ran her hands down Lisa's back to her ass and gripped as she pulled Lisa deeper into her.  The pain from Jennie's digging nails helped send her over the edge. 

Lisa collapsed onto Jennie's chest as Jennie moved the sweat slicked hair from Lisa's face.  She kissed the top of Lisa's head while they waited for their breathing and heat beat to return to normal.

"We should paint more often." Lisa could feel the vibration from Jennie's laughter and couldn't help being the happiest and most satisfied she had ever been in her life.