Off the Record

5. Tight Fit

Lisa leans back against the cool stone of her bathroom's countertop. She lets Jennie slide down to stand again, giving her a meaningful look.

"Listen, Jennie, I'm about to be rough with you, but you can stop this at any time, no questions asked."

"You're sweet," Jennie says as she gives her a peck on the cheek.

She's resumed stroking at the length of Lisa, and she's done waiting. She sinks to her knees on the rug and takes an appreciative look. She's seen some dicks in her days, but this is a whole other level. Lisa's pushing the limits of a 12-inch ruler and nearly the size of a soda can around. There's a vein from the top to her head that's she's licking up before she can stop herself. Her head is a deep pink, and Jennie licks at the precum greedily. She hears a soft groan from above and takes the swollen head into her mouth. Jennie peers up to see Lisa breathing heavily, looking like she's fully ascended to the astral plane.

"God," Lisa breathes out as she places her hands in brunette curls. "I want this image burned into my memory."

Taking a deep breath, Jennie swallows as much as she can. Lisa moans and grips her hair tighter as she watches the inches disappear. She feels herself start to bend to move down the brunette's throat. She can see the distension and the bulge of her head under that pale beautiful neck.

"Fuuuuuck," Lisa breathes out.

Jennie sucks hard on the reverse, and Lisa nearly loses it. She's pulling her up by the underarms, and walking her into the shower. Hot water sprays over them as Lisa picks Jennie back up into her arms.

"Relax, baby girl."

She lines her head up with Jennie's entrance and pushes in tentatively. She's almost too tight, and it takes three tries for her to get inside. Jennie throws her head back, banging into the tile. Her loud moan reverberates around the steam surrounding them. Lisa is still, but the tight pressure is almost too much. Even with Jennie's excessive wetness, the water, the saliva coating her length, she feels like she's being pushed back out.

"I need more, Daddy," Jennie whines, nails digging into Lisa's ass.

"I know, baby girl, but you're too tight," Lisa says as she pulls out.

Lisa hurriedly towels them off, then scoops Jennie up again, grabs something from her bedroom, and moves them to the balcony. All of Los Angeles is laid out before them, high rises twinkling, and headlights making red and white trails.

"Bend over the rail, Daddy's going to take care of you."

She pours lube into her palm then works it over her shaft, Jennie watching over her shoulder. She slips in much easier, and she takes a hard hand to each of Jennie's ass cheeks. Jennie bucks back into her with each blow. She admires her handprints, then leans over her to whisper in her ear.

"You're going to take all of Daddy's cock like a good girl, aren't you?"

Jennie nods furiously, and then Lisa is pushing in deep. The stretch is almost painful for Jennie, but the pleasure is immense. She's halfway in when Lisa starts thrusting slowly. Jennie is already breathing erratically and letting loose a string of Lisa's, Daddy's, and various profanities. Lisa feels like she could do this for hours. Jennie is being reduced to a whimpering mess, and she's only halfway in.

"You want more, baby girl?"

"Fuck yes, please. I need more," Jennie gasps.

Lisa gives an almighty thrust then she's buried to the hilt. She lets Jennie's fluttering walls adjust and accept her length and girth for several seconds, then she starts rutting into her hard. Jennie's mouth is open in a silent scream and she meeting her halfway, the loud slaps of sweaty skin on skin accompanying Lisa's grunts. Her hands are travelling up and down the pale skin of Jennie's back. She grips her by the shoulders and sets a blazing speed.

Jennie's truly screaming then, and Lisa wants her to be heard, wants all of LA to know she's being fucked almost brutally and without mercy. Lisa gives her ass another hard smack, then leans in close to whisper in her ear again. Her breaths are coming out harsh and hot and Jennie feels them throbbing in her center. Lisa moves a hand to rub at her clit in rhythm.

"Can I, fuck," she takes a bite of Jennie's earlobe as Jennie spasms around her, and she knows they're both dangerously close.

"Can I...." another bite, "Come inside?"

Jennie screams her affirmative to all of Orange County. Four more hard and deep strokes then Lisa is filling her, and at the first feel of her warm come in her womb, Jennie is following her into the endless void of a shared orgasm.

Lisa eventually stills her hips but continues rubbing at Jennie's swollen clit as she comes back down. Then Jennie flops fully onto the railing, and Lisa gives her one last buck of her hips before she slips out slowly. The sight of her plentiful come dripping out of Jennie's pussy is mesmerizing.

After another couple of beats, Lisa scoops Jennie back into her arms and walks them to her bed. Jennie is dazed and still buzzing, and burrows into Lisa's chest. She's laid down onto the world's softest bed, then Lisa's holding her tight from behind, dotting kisses over every piece of skins she can reach. Jennie sighs contentedly, then she's drifting off before she can realize it.

Lisa isn't surprised, but Jennie's still there in the morning, face tucked into her neck, snoring lightly. She smiles so hard she thinks her face might break with it.

Later that day, after another round or six, she manages to get a copy of Jennie's article. She frames it above her desk. It's all been wonderful. She has a new girlfriend to thank for it all. And all the best parts were, of course, off the record.

THE END

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So that's a wrap for this fic. Thank you for all the support, comment, votes and silent readers. I hope you enjoyed this one. Not yet sure about adapting another fic though, I still have to make amends with super delayed school paperwork. 

Kudos. Until the next ones. =)