Tighter (18+)

Hand and Mouth

"Good morning!" Dave and Mia greeted their girlfriend.

Ava just snorted. She slammed her body against one of the dining table chairs. She wore a faux leather pleated skirt, a white sleeveless shirt, and a blazer, her usual outfit lately.

Dave saw redness around her wrists and ankles. "Still hurt, dear?" he asked.

Ava just snorted yet again. "Wear any briefs?" She asked instead.

Dave smiled and shook his head.

"Prove it!"

Dave sighed. He unzipped his trousers and took his toy out.

A glimpse of a smile showed up on Ava's face. "Good!" she commented, acting normal.

Mia chuckled, watching them. Her hand quickly grabbed Dave's toy before he managed to tuck it back in. "How was last night?" She asked, stroking him gently. "You like ...."

"No!" Ava barked, her mouth pouted.

Mia and Dave couldn't help but smile, watching their girl blush like a boiled lobster.

"What?" Ava barked again, trying so hard to suppress her smile. Then her eyes darted toward the guy's crotch. "Are you trying to make him come?" she asked sharply.

Mia giggled. "I'm just warming him up for you, dear!" she said, then leaned toward him, and they kissed, her hand still making a ring around his now enlarged rod, traveling slowly through the length of it.

Ava rolled her eyes, finished her bread, and stood up. "Come, Dave!" she commanded. "We're late!"

"Angry?" Mia mocked her.

"No, I'm not!" Ava barked, waiting for Dave to put back his trousers. "We're late!"

"Really, Dave?" Mia asked, smirking at him.

"I don't think so," he replied.

Ava clicked her tongue. "We have a meeting with the management this morning, remember?" She asked.

"Oh, yes!" Dave acknowledged. "But we can still reach it with plenty of time!"

"Really?" Ava asked.

"Yes!"

"In that case," her voice suddenly softened. She walked toward Mia, pulled her up, and, once Moa stood up, wrapped her arms around Mia's neck, stood on her toes, and approached Mia's face. "Let's see if we can be on time...!" She said coyly right before she kissed Mia.

The two girls kissed, tongues exploring each other's mouths. Mia's hand reached down toward Ava's blazer, but Ava fended them off. Instead, she reached for Mia's buttons and began undressing her. Before long, Mia was already without any tops.

Still kissing, Ava's hands then moved toward the zipper of Mia's skirt. Her hands moved swiftly but gently, zipping it down and pulling the fabric down. Seconds later, it dropped around Mia's legs. Only a black undie was still on poor Mia.

Finish undressing her girlfriend; Ava stopped their tongue wrestle. While keeping eye contact with her, Ava slowly goes down to her knees, her mouth exploring the exposed skin of Mia that she encounters on her way down. Then, coyly, her fingers began to play with the elastics of Mia's undies and playfully pulled them down.

"Wow ...!" Mia mumbled, watching her undress.

Dave gulped. He sat down and watched.

"You're ready!" Ava commented when her finger felt the wetness between Mia's legs.

"Uh huh...!" Mia mumbled.

Ava smiled at her, then put one finger in and then began stroking Mia's inner button.