HIRED HELP

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Robyn inched the head in slowly, her gaze alternating between Nicki’s eyes and what she was doing a little further down south. Robyn displayed just the right blend of natural authority and sensuality to set Nicki’s skin on fire and her nerves on edge. Every slow thrust penetrated Nicki a little bit deeper, filling her more and more until the dildo seemed to disappear completely. Fireworks danced in Nicki’s belly and worked their way through her bloodstream until every bit of her tingled. With effortless ease Robyn pulled out and slid back in until she found a rhythm that almost tipped Nicki over the edge. Robyn stopped retreating now and slammed the strap-on into the deepest part of Nicki with fast controlled movements.
“Oh yes,” Nicki moaned, reaching that beside-herself state where inhibitions were useless and resistance futile, that point of no return on the road to a massive climax. “Yes, oh fuck me, yes.”
Robyn pinned her brown eyes on Nicki, pure lust leaking from them, not unlike the wetness dripping from Nicki’s lips. Nicki dug her fingers into Robyn’s back, clinging onto her as if she was afraid to lose her on this crazy ride, afraid she might slip away. Robyn’s olive-skinned breasts darted back and forth as she pounded the silicone member into Nicki, their nipples occasionally brushing against each other and starting a fresh ripple of desire to rush through
Nicki’s blood. When Robyn suddenly pulled out, the emptiness, however short, felt hollow inside of Nicki, like a gaping wound.
“Sit on me,” Robyn hissed and Nicki couldn’t comply fast enough. Robyn lay beneath her, the yellow-brown complexion of her skin dotted with sweat. Nicki lowered herself over the blue rubber
cock with reckless abandon. Soon she was bopping up and down, catching glimpses of the triumphant smile on Robyn’s face. Robyn held one hand on Nicki’s left breast, her thumb and index finger firmly gripping her nipple. The fingers of her other hand inched closer to Nicki’s clit and every time Nicki bumped down, her clit stroked Robyn’s outstretched thumb. With every flick of Robyn’s thumb and every thrust inside of her, the fire in Nicki’s belly intensified. The dildo tore her up in a way that was inescapable and strangely unifying. Tears welled at the back of her throat and a sudden insane happiness ripped through her. Nicki felt disconnected enough from the circumstances of this fuck to enjoy it with no bounds. Her mind was clear and her synapses only geared towards one goal; pleasure. When the waves became too strong to resist, Nicki willingly dipped under. She let them take her and carry her all the way.
“Come on, baby,” Robyn muttered, lost in the action as well. Her words seemed to catch Nicki by the throat as she buckled down for the final push and let the length of the toy consume her. Robyn’s thumb rubbed furiously over her clit, which was so sensitive and swollen that the increased contact coaxed a loud groan from deep inside of Nicki.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Nicki screamed as she came over the dildo, a million stars exploding in her head. She came all over Robyn’s hand and filled it with wave after wave of juice. The heat spread through her body, seizing her and finally, seemingly paralysing her for an instant. All energy drained from her muscles and she collapsed on the bed.
Robyn slid out of the harness elegantly and poured her hot body over Nicki’s limbs—like a lover would. She kissed Nicki’s forehead gently, one tiny peck next to the other until her lips twinkled with Nicki’s sweat. She took Nicki’s hand and guided it between her legs. She’d finally taken off her panties and the brash wetness of her pussy filled Nicki with renewed energy. “I’m wet for you, baby,” Robyn said and Nicki was more than happy to oblige. The sight of Robyn, totally naked for the first time under her gaze and at her mercy caused her own pussy to tingle again. Some time for recovery was needed though and how better to spend it than with her head between the legs of this gorgeous woman. Nicki started by kissing Robyn’s cheekbones, followed by an intense stare into her wild eyes, and ended with a tender kiss on her lips. Their tongues intertwined and darted in and out of each others’ mouth. It was almost innocent, Nicki thought, but she didn’t have time to dwell on such musings. Robyn squirmed beneath her, her soft skin covered with an oily layer of sweat and slithering against hers. She wanted it—needed it, by the look of things—and Nicki allowed herself to enjoy the tinge of power Robyn’s naked desire awoke in her. Nicki took her time savouring Robyn’s nipples, coating them in saliva and spreading it out with her tongue until the tiny brown buds pierced hard against her lips. Robyn’s hands were in her hair, on her neck and in her mouth, they were everywhere, until they had nothing to hold on to anymore, except for a stray strand of hair, and
Nicki buried her head between Robyn’s legs. The smell of silicone and pure lust rising from Robyn sent a fresh pang of desire up Nicki’s spine, she inhaled it deeply and let the earlier memory of the
strap-on wash over her. Nicki wanted to drag it out and make Robyn wait for it, but they were both well beyond patience now. She dipped the tip of her tongue between Robyn’s lips and licked all the way up, encircling her clit with one swift flick.
“Aah,” Robyn moaned. “Fuck me, please fuck me, baby.” Any restraint Nicki usually prided herself on practising went out of the window, as if anything Robyn told her was a command. Nicki sucked Robyn’s clit between her lips and let her tongue
swirl over it in her mouth. She slid to her knees and, without letting her tongue lose touch, found a new balance. Slowly, inch by inch, she pushed one finger inside the heat of Robyn’s pussy. Nicki wanted to
keep on licking her simultaneously but the urge to see Robyn’s face while she slowly started fucking her was too big. She lifted her head and found Robyn’s eyes. An ecstatic expression had taken hold of her face while her eyes pleaded for more fingers. Nicki explored the inside of Robyn while gazing into her eyes and soon felt the wetness dripping down her thighs again. She added a finger and spread
them apart inside Robyn, coaxing a low approving growl from her throat. Robyn had gripped the hand Nicki used to steady herself on the bed and dug her red nails deep into its flesh. Nicki studied her own
hand with growing desire as she inserted a third finger inside of Robyn, then locked eyes with her again. She wanted to touch herself and share this pleasure, but she only had two hands and they were both busy, one fucking and the other being scratched feverishly. Next time I’ll have to ask for two ladies, she thought, then focused her attention on finger-fucking Robyn again.
“Harder,” Robyn muttered. Nicki buried her fingers deep inside Robyn every time she entered, revelling in the sticky warmth of it and the quick succession of sighs escaping Robyn’s mouth. When she lowered her head to add some oral stimulation, Robyn said,
“No. Look at me.” Nicki was amazed by the intimacy of the whole situation and concluded it must be Robyn’s secret weapon. The skill of eliciting a feeling of closeness between her and her clients, banning the grotesqueness and possible seediness of it. Nicki bore her eyes into Robyn’s and stretched her pussy by burying a fourth finger inside of it. Robyn started shaking all over her body, her muscles contracting and detracting rapidly. She clamped the walls of her pussy around Nicki’s fingers and flung her head back. Her long neck stretched as her breasts bounced to the rhythm of Nicki’s thrusts. The pure joy of giving another woman such intense pleasure engulfed Nicki, hot pangs of lust shooting up her spine and warming up her skin.
“So good,” Robyn moaned. “So fucking good.” When their eyes met again and Nicki detected a small tear glistening against the brown of Robyn’s iris, she wondered how much it would cost to keep her for a few days, maybe a few weeks.