Wenclair Oneshots

Sex-Ed with Enid Sinclair: Cunnilungus

Wednesday was highly anticipating today's session.

After her first round of exploration with Enid, she decided to investigate a little with the help of the internet. And so she learned of cunnilingus.

She brought the topic up with Enid, and the blonde girl agreed to demonstrate that in the next lesson. She had also mentioned that there was something else she wanted to try as well, and had asked if Wednesday would be up for two new techniques. She had agreed and told Enid that she was perfectly comfortable with that.

She unconsciously bounced her knee against the table as she waited for the final bell to ring, desperate for the day to be over so she could be done with the boring task of algebra and move on to other, more entertaining things.

Finally, the obnoxious ringing sound echoed through the halls and Wednesday rapidly packed her things and speed-walked out the door, drawing the attention of a few of her classmates.

This time, she got to the greenhouse before Enid, dropping her bag by the side before sitting down near the back. When Enid showed up, she had not only her school bag, but a smaller pink (of course) duffle bag as well.

“I assume that is the items required for the technique you wish to show me?” She asked, making Enid jump as she hadn’t seen Wednesday yet. She smiled and nodded, letting her backpack fall off her shoulder onto the ground next to Wednesday’s.

“Yeah, but I think we should start with your idea first. That was a good one, too. Not sure I would have thought about it had you not brought it up.”

“Alright then.”

Enid knelt down and put the duffle near them, crawling on all fours across the few feet to get to the goth. Wednesday wasted no time pulling her closer by her collar before mashing their lips together in a steamy kiss. Enid squeaked in surprise, but pressed her body closer to Wednesday. When they separated, she smirked.

“Somebody’s eager, huh? Excited?”

“Beyond comprehension. Help me with this.” Wednesday demanded, already having torn off her tie, vest and blazer and was fiddling with the buttons of her shirt. Enid reached for the buttons, easily undoing them quickly and shoving the starchy white shirt down Wednesday’s upper arms. Meanwhile, Wednesday undid Enid’s tie and stripped her of her blazer, the blonde having forgone her vest that day. She started to unbutton her shirt, but Enid got impatient and simply ripped the thing wide open with her claws, making Wednesday’s eyes widen.

“You only have three of those, cachorro .”

“Don’t care. Too slow.”

“Seems as if I’m not the only excited one, Sinclair.” Wednesday commented, tracing a finger along the bra that Enid had on, a thinner t-shirt bra, through which Wednesday could see the small bumps of Enid’s pebbled nipples. She lightly traced over those bumps with a finger, remembering how Enid had reacted to them being teased last time. Enid’s eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned, shucking her ripped shirt off her shoulders and onto the ground. Wednesday tossed hers off her elbows and looped a finger through Enid’s bra strap to pull their faces together again. Enid slipped a hand around Wednesday’s waist, tugging her into her lap. Wednesday shifted so each of her knees were on either side of Enid’s legs, tugging at the eyes and hooks of Enid’s bra. She got it undone and tossed it aside, pulling away from the lycanthrope to pull off her own. Enid’s pupils dilated at the side of Wednesday’s dusky pink nubs, her mouth immediately becoming attached to one. Wednesday tossed her head back and groaned, hand flying up to tease at Enid’s own nipple. The vibrations that Enid created with her moans were simply delightful. Enid pulled away to kiss Wednesday again.

“Wednesday, take your skirt off.”

The Addams girl complied easily, stripping herself of the pleated garment. Enid licked her lips at the sight of the damp patch on her black panties, remembering what Wednesday had asked to try.

“Okay, Wendy. I’m gonna eat you out now, alright?” she asked. Wednesday nodded and slid off her lap. She sat up against the greenhouse wall, hooking her fingers through her panties and sliding them down her legs so Enid wouldn’t rip those, too. She spread her legs and blushed at the hungry look Enid was giving her womanhood.

The werewolf lowered herself down to Wednesday’s core, nipping at her upper thigh before kissing along it until she got to her pussy. She licked a stripe up her mound, gently easing her tongue inside her best friend’s folds. Wednesday yelped as she came in contact with her clit, making Enid pull back and look up.

“Color?” she asked gently. Wednesday looked down at her with an unusual softness in her gaze.

“Green, so green. Simply a new sensation. However, in no way a bad one.” she explained. Enid nodded and went back to her pussy, teasing her clit with the tip of her tongue. Wednesday sunk her fingers into Enid’s hair, whining as her legs trembled slightly. Enid licked around her folds, before moving down and teasing her entrance. Wednesday groaned as Enid started pumping her tongue in and out of her. The amount of pure pleasure the warm muscle was giving her was insane, and Wednesday felt slightly embarrassed as she realized the muscle in her stomach was extremely tight, and she was absurdly close to coming.

Enid continued to tongue at her entrance until she found her g-spot, noticing how Wednesday’s thighs shook and her face scrunched as she rolled the flat of her tongue over the rough patch. She reached up and thumbed at her clit as she attacked that spot. Within 45 seconds, Wednesday’s thighs were clamped around her head, biting her hand to keep from screaming as she flooded Enid’s mouth with her cum and Enid was in pure pussy heaven.

it was very nice.

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