Story contains a lot of mature content 🔞🔞if you are not comfortable with it, just skip it
Another JenLisa adaptation. Which means the story itself isn't mine, I just converted it to jenlisa...
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- - - So about that surprise..." Jennie started, climbing into Lisa's lap and kissing her lightly.
"Hmm someone's eager," Lisa said as she pulled away, but her tight hold on Jennie's butt showed that she was just as excited. "Remember when I told you about my little pink friend?"
Jennie's eyes widened in surprise as she stared down at the grinning brunette below her. Of course she had told her about her "little pink friend" as she liked to call it, mostly in paragraph-long text messages detailing how she liked to use it on herself. Lisa made it sound like the greatest thing ever invented although she insisted that she preferred Jennie's abilities to that of the sex toy.
Still, Jennie was intrigued.
"You have that with you here? I thought you left it at home."
"Well I didn't take it on tour initially, but when we stopped in Miami I wrapped it in an old sweater and stuffed it in my suitcase," Lisa admitted with a laugh.
"We never got enough alone time for me to surprise you though. I have it here, still wrapped in the sweater."
"So you haven't been having fun without me," Jennie joked, lacing her hands behind Lisa's neck.
"Well not using that. But it's hard to control myself when I'm lying in bed at night thinking of my head between your thighs," she traced her fingertips up Jennie's spine, "thinking about how you taste on my tongue..."
Jennie's pupils were blown as she gazed down at Lisa and as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she captured her lips with her own, pushing their bodies closer together. Lisa smiled into the kiss, enjoying their new found freedom of speech. She was glad to finally be able to seduce the cat eyed girl with her own voice rather than through texts.
Jennie's hands started exploring below Lisa's shirt, running over the smooth skin of her taut stomach as their lips slid against each other.
"I'm guilty of that too, don't worry," Jennie spoke against her lips. "We should go to my room unless you want me to undress you out here because I really can't wait any longer," she said, her hands grasping at the hem of Lisa's shirt.
Lisa fit her hands under Jennie's backside and stood up, taking the little brunette with her. Jennie squeaked as she was lifted but when she was sure Lisa had strong hold on her she wrapped her arms more firmly around her neck and continued kissing her.
Lisa stumbled over the blanket that had fallen around her feet but once she regained her balance they both giggled into the kiss.
Lisa eventually found her way to Jennie's room, thankful that she left the door open, and set her down on her white comforter. She stayed standing between her legs as Jennie lifted up the younger girl's shirt. She pulled it off of herself and immediately Jennie's lips were on her stomach, leaving wet kisses around her navel and along the contour of her abs.
