Caminah Smuts

A Little Love In The Wings

"I'm going to fuck you." Dinah husked out softly, brushing her lips along the shell of Camila's ear as she wrapped her arm loosely around the girl's hips. "Right out here, in front of all our fans and I'll make you scream my name as you come."

Camila shuddered, desire sparking throughput her body because of a combination of Dinah's words, her tone and the feeling of her fingers scraping across the prominent spurs of her hips. "Dinah," Camila whined softly, pressing her body backwards into Dinah's firm hold. "We shouldn't... Not here."

"No, we probably shouldn't." Dinah agreed her brown eyes sparkling mischievously as she bent her neck in order to press her lips against Camila's throat. She trailed her lips across the sensitive skin just underneath Camila's earlobe, scraping the tips of teeth down the raised bulge of the tendon in the side of her throat, before biting down on the juncture of the girl's neck. "But I am going to make you come right here, pinned against the wall with my fingers inside you where everyone can see if they just took the time to look."

"Dinah..." the brown haired woman groaned, tilting her head to the side in order to expose more of her neck to Dinah's sharp teeth and soothing tongue. "We can't."

The younger girl smirked, stroking her tongue along the length of Camila's throat, shifting upwards to flick the girl's earlobe. "Yes, we can." She said softly, sucking on the sensitive skin.

"I..." Camila moaned at the feeling of Dinah's mouth surrounding her earlobe, sucking on it lightly, flicking it with the end of her tongue before scraping her teeth along the length. Camila could feel her heart thundering in her chest, a mixture of Dinah's actions and the desire that her words prompted.

Dinah slid one hand upwards along the ridges of Camila's abdomen, feeling the muscles ripple underneath the girl's flesh, twitching in response to her touch while her other hand dipped underneath the edge of the girl's shorts. Dinah's teeth scraped along the length of smooth skin of Camila's throat to nip and suck along the girl's shoulders as she scratched her nails along the ridge of Camila's ribs to cup her breasts. Her thumbs brushed against the hardening buds of Camila's nipple, rubbing them gently through the fabric of her bra as she shuffled the girl towards the wall. "I'm going to make you come all over my fingers Pet."

A pulse of need spread through Camila's body at Dinah's words, the term radiating through her brain forcing a moan to rise out of her lips. "Yes Mistress."

Dinah smirked, licking her lips as she pulled her hands away from Camila's skin, pressing her hands against the girl's hips and twisting her body hard in order to shove her back against the wall and press their chests together. "Oh, you like the sound of that do you?" She asked with an amusement glint in her eyes. "You like the idea of screaming my name, my fingers buried inside your pussy, right here for everyone to see? You like the idea of coming for me - on me - just before we get on stage?"

"Yes Mistress." Camila answered with a groan, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as Dinah's words spread throughout her body, her pussy clenching with need. "I always want you. I always need you."

Dinah purred, tilting her head to the side, trailing her lips along Camila's jawline nipping at the tender skin before leaning in to place a hard kiss against Camila's mouth. Teeth dug down into Camila's bottom lip, sucking hard forcing a moan out of the older girl's lips before  probing the seam of her mouth with her tongue. Camila's lips parted easily, welcoming Dinah's tongue into her mouth with the soft press of her tongue, twisting and tangling together intimately. Dinah's hands smoothed down the other girl's side, gripping her hips tightly as she lifted the girl and pressed her backwards against the wall tightly. Camila's legs rose and clamped around Dinah's waist, her hands sliding into the younger girl's hair, tugging her lips away from her mouth to press them against her neck. "Please."

"Whatever you want Baby," Dinah chuckled, nipping and biting across Camila's neck as she slipped one hand down the front of Camila's shorts and inside her underwear. "Are you ready to moan for me baby?"

Camila nodded desperately, biting down her lower lip. "Yes."

"Are you ready to come on my fingers Pet?" Dinah husked out softly, nipping down across Camila's throat to her collarbones, sucking on the exposed skin as she slid her free hand up inside the girl's crop top scratching pink lines across her abdomen.

"Yes Mistress," Camila stuttered biting down on her bottom lip as she gripped Dinah's hair tighter.

Dinah smirked sliding her tongue along the defined edge of Camila's collarbone before nipping hard at the tender kiss underneath her lips. Her hand slid up, cradling Camila's right breast in the palm of her hand, her thumb sliding across the taught nipple pushing against the fabric of her bra. "Anyone that comes around that corner would be able to see you right now." Dinah purred pinching Camila's nipple tightly before rolling it between her fingers. "They would see my hand up your shirt and know that my fingers are working your nipples hard. They'd see my hand in your shorts, your hips rocking against me, begging me to touch you harder."

Camila's eyelids slid closed, Dinah's words sliding into her body and forcing her pussy to tighten as if they were fingers slipping inside her cunt and thrusting hard. "Please Mistress; I need you to touch me."

"You need it?" Dinah asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. "Do you need it Pet? Do you need my fingers inside you, rubbing against your g-spot and working you hard? Do you need my thumb pressed against your clit, circling it and pressing against it?"

"Yes Mistress." Camila answered breathlessly, arching her back in the younger girl's body, her hips rocking harder against her hand.

Dinah shifted her fingers inside Camila's panties, sliding her hand downwards and smoothing her palm over the top of the girl's cunt. The blonde haired girl moaned softly, biting down on her lower lip at the feeling of the wetness spreading across her palm as she slid two fingers easily inside Camila's pussy. Dinah listened to the whine in Camila's voice as she moaned to guide her fingers pressing deeply inside the girl's walls, scraping the tips of her fingers across her walls until the pitch of Camila's moans changed.

"Please Mistress," Camila whined desperately bucking her hips hard into Dinah's fingers, her muscles rippling around the girl's sharp thrusts. "There, right there."

The blonde haired girl smirked, drawing the cup of Camila's bra away from her skin to pinch and rub directly over her nipple as she pushed rapidly inside the older girl, working her closer to the edge with every thrust of her fingers. "When you come, I want you to say my name." She whispered, her voice rough and needy as she scraped her teeth along the straining tendon in the side of Camila's throat following it upwards to nip and bite on the underside of the girl's jaw. "I want you to scream it as if we're in our bedroom. Can you do that for me Pet? Can you come for me?"

"Yes..." Camila groaned tipping her head backwards against the wall, her hands sliding through Dinah's hair, scratching at the girl's scalp as her entire body rocked back into the two long fingers buried inside her pussy. "I'll come for you Mistress."

"Those are the words I like to hear," Dinah commented, her voice deep and authoritative.

The girl's fingers thrust harder, her thumb swirling around Camila's clit, swiping over the straining bud in order to tease Camila to he edge of her orgasm before sliding a third finger inside the girl's cunt. Camila moaned softly at the stretch, her thighs twitching around Dinah's hips, Dinah abandoned Camila's breasts in order to cradle the girl's ass, squeezing hard in order to rock the girl harder onto her fingers.

"Come Camila, come now." Dinah instructed, nipping hard at the girl's skin as she rotated her fingers.

Camila's back snapped backwards, her head resting against the wall as her hips thrust hard into Dinah's body before hanging in mid-air as her pussy tightened and clenched around the girl's fingers. A scream rose up Camila's throat, Dinah's name tumbling from her lips in a mixture of grunts and moans.

"My good Pet," Dinah praised softly, soothing Camila's engorged flesh with the pad of her thumb, peppering kisses across the girl's throat.

"Thank you Mistress." Camila panted, her eyes pinched closed as spasms rocked her body.

Dinah held Camila tightly, brushing the tip of her nose against Camila's cheek as she pressed a soft kiss against her lips.