After Dalia had showed Majik the test she went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. After a minute Majik went and brushed her teeth as well.
Majik was nervous but excited. She'd been attracted to Dalia since they first met. The way she plays ball especially.
This felt like more than a crush to her and if Dalia wanted to fuck her into oblivion who was she to say no.
Dalia walked into her room and sat on the bed. She had been feeling Majik for a while and spending more time with her had only made her like her more.
Majik walked into Dalia's room with a navy blue crop top and black thong.
Dalia was sitting in the bed with just her normal long t-shirt.
Majik walked over to Dalia who had low eyes looking dead into hers.
Dalia pulled her into her lap and started by pecking her soft lips until they started combining them and added tounge.
Dalia took control of the make out and flipped them so that Majik was laying on the bed
Majik started moaning softly when Dalia kissed down her body till she got to her pussy.
Majik was self conscious after her last relationship.
Dalia was staring hard.
Majik mumbled, "Stop staring."
Dalia smiled and laughed lightly, "I can't help it. Your pussy is so pretty."
Majik tried to squeeze her legs together but Dalia held them open.
Dalia started licking the sides of her pussy and spreading it out.
Majik was getting wetter and slimier and she hadn't even touched her clit yet.
Dalia pushed Majik's folded legs back and held them there. She spit on her pussy and started eating her out. She focused on the clit.
Majik moaned out, "Wait-"
Dalia hummed causing vibration, she mumbled against her pussy, "Hold your legs yourself and watch me eat your pussy."
Majik held her legs back and leaned up on her elbows. The view was beautiful for sure.
Dalia stuck a finger inside of her and started eating her out more aggressively.
"Daliaaa. Fu- Please!"
She added another finger twisting and moving it in and out of the younger. Majik's hold on er legs started to tremble.
Dalia could feel her about to let go so she said, "Drop yo' legs and that's yo ass. You better take this shit."
Majik shook her head, not listening to what Dalia said.
She was moaning louder now, "I can't! Slow down Dalia!"
Dalia instead sped up, both her tounge and her fingers.
"C'mon mama. Lemme see you cum. Tell me how you feel."
Majik's eyes rolled back and she stuttered dropping her legs, "I- I- so good baby. So fucking good."
Dalia frowned but held the girls legs together with one hand and Majik tried to grab her wrist.
Dalia spoke roughly, "You don't fucking listen. Move yo' hand."
Majik didn't and just moaned loudly. It started comin out like broken sobs.
Dalia watched as her fingers came out of Majik completely soaked, the girl was stretched enough to completely take her but that wasn't enough for her.
She wanted to see her squirt.
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Oneirataxia
General Fiction(n.) the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality This is a lgbtq+ short stories smut book. It's also only going to be POC in this book, but enjoy! Request will be accepted.
