Trapped in my web: arlecchino x reader one shots

Switching sides part three

Arlecchino pretty much mimics what you just did to her — you lie on your stomach, listening to the piano music coming in from the bathroom, while her soft hands roam your backside. Then you turn face up, excited to have her hands all over your tits and near your pussy, her fingers brushing over your pubic mound. After thoroughly working you over, she leans her face down to yours for a couple of kisses to signal she's done. You turn her onto her back again and lock lips with her, kissing deeply as you caress each other's bare skin.

"There's one place we didn't get," you tell her.

"Oh?"

"Yep!" You look into her eyes while your hand slides down her tummy and between her legs. She does the same, and in a few seconds, your fingers are gliding over each other's lady parts. She massages your moistening slit and caresses the slick folds of skin while you finger rub up and down her crinkly pussy lips and revel in the wetness between them. You kiss some more, a little more awkwardly, and then watch each other's faces again. After some uncomfortable and super-sensitive touches, you're in kind of a rhythm, loving the way you're rubbing each other.

This is so fucking hot, masturbating each other and making out so wetly — you suck the saliva off her tongue and then, without thinking, let it drool down into her mouth. She seems shocked, and you almost apologize, but then she pulls your face in firmly to French-kiss you strongly, some of the wetness escaping, moaning slightly into your mouth. You suck her tongue again, and she smiles and giggles while sticking her tongue out and wagging it back and forth, asking for more. You slurp noisily with your sultry tongue play while increasing the stimulation of each other's now-drenched pussies.

You retract your hands from each other's crotches after a few minutes, caressing arms and legs and hips and butts before fondling each other's boobs, kissing all the while, with plenty of tongue. You roll over a few times, giggling, ending up with her on top this time, and get back to fingering each other. Oh my god,, you think to yourself, reveling in the euphoric pleasure you and your sexy older lover are giving each other's tangled naked bodies, I'm totally making love with Arlecchino!

As if your lovemaking isn't hot enough already, you're driven even more wild when she brings her hand from between your legs up to your tit... her fingers have gathered a bit of your vaginal secretions, and are coating the nipple with the slick, slightly creamy fluid, making little strands that break when she lifts her fingertips from your skin. To your delight, you are able to the same — you coat her nipple with her juices too, and the both of you sigh as you shudder with erotic pleasure.

She scoots down a bit and spends some time kissing your breasts before licking them and sucking the nipples. She's back to fingering your twat, having found your clitoris by now, fully masturbating you while making love to your titties with her wet mouth, breathing in the scent of her womanhood and tasting her pussy juice off her nipple. You grab her boob fully, gently squeezing and pulling on the stiff nipple while she pleasures you.

After stopping and starting a couple of times, sitting up and rolling each other over playfully, you are lying on top of her, nuzzling her neck, holding her perky-nippled breast, the music still softly flowing in from the bathroom. You wedge one leg between hers, beginning to grind your pussy right on the inside of her thigh. After a couple of adjustments, you are pretty much fucking each other, increasing the intensity. You're rubbing your clitoris right on a sweet spot that you found, reveling in the pleasure of the slick sliding against the smooth skin that's now wet with your juices. You feel Arlecchino's hot breath panting into your mouth between kisses, increasing your excitement even more. When she starts to moan into your mouth and dig her hands through your hair, that's it for you — you're going to get off!

You don't mean to pinch her tit so hard, but you find yourself doing so without thinking. She seems to not care, perhaps even enjoying it, as you look into her eyes, wild with lust as you fuck her thigh harder than ever, panting heavily, bringing yourself closer and closer. "Ooooiiiiyyyyhhhh," you cry out, starting to get off as her nails dig into your shoulder. "Aaaahhgggghhh... ooohhhmmmhhh...." You reach your climax, making you cry out uncontrollably as you shake and tremble, intense pleasure bursting from your center throughout your body. As your orgasm continues to coarse through your muscles, you gasp and moan, collapsing onto her body, face next to hers. "Ah! Arlecchino... oooohh, fuck yessss... Oh, Arlecchino!" you whisper into your friend's ear, getting yourself off on her now-messy thigh. Riding the pleasure for a while, you begin to settle, releasing her tit and relaxing, rubbing yourself on her and covering her mouth with yours, gentler this time.

Arlecchino is still gyrating, humping your thigh, so you can't leave her hanging. You slide your hand between her legs, and she starts fucking your fingers instead of your leg. It doesn't take long before she's trembling, and you squish your fingers directly on her slippery clit while sucking a nipple into your mouth. She grabs your hair and raises her leg high, undoubtedly exploding with her own powerful orgasm as she spasms and emits a series of sharp, high-pitched moans. "Ahiiy, oh, oh, oooohhh, yes, Y/n, oh yessss!" You grab each other's titties and French-kiss deeply as you continue grinding into each other, riding out your intense pleasure as long as you can.

Finally spent, you roll off her and she cuddles into you, caressing your breasts and nuzzling you in between periods of pushing her hand between your legs to feel your wet labia. The two of you lie there for a while as your heavy breathing subsides, holding hands with fingers intertwined, enjoying the piano music that's still playing.

"Wow," you finally say. "I can't believe we just did that."

"Yeah, crazy, huh?"

After another minute of still silence, without opening your eyes, a thought comes to you. "Arlecchino?"

"Yes?" she whispers.

"Did we just... call out each other's names while we were... you know... having our orgasms?"

You hear her snicker. "Yes... I believe we did."

"Thought so," you reply.

After a pause, she says, "wow, that's hot." You squeeze her hand in agreement.