Roleplay With Me: Polar Opposites Attract

Alison Rey answers the knock wearing a white blouse buttoned up to her throat. Victoria Voxxx stands on the doorstep in black lipstick and a tight corset. Victoria says she is here to help with the senior center meals. Alison’s eyes widen at the dark lipstick. They move into the kitchen and begin chopping vegetables. Their conversation turns on whether shorts are modest. Then Alison catches herself saying “babe” instead of the polite distance they planned. Both women break and laugh. Alison adjusts her collar. Victoria pushes black hair behind her ear. They agree that switching roles is harder than they thought, but they made a promise to try each other’s fantasy tonight. They slip back into character. The knife slips. Victoria licks a drop of tomato from her finger and Alison’s breath quickens. She presses closer, fingers brushing Victoria’s wrist. Victoria turns, cups Alison’s cheek, and kisses her hard. The cutting board clatters to the floor. Alison’s blouse opens under impatient hands. Victoria’s corset loosens, heavy breasts spilling free. Alison takes one dark nipple between her lips. Victoria moans low and pulls Alison onto the counter. She spreads Alison’s legs, slides two fingers inside her already wet cunt, and pumps slowly. Alison grips the edge, thighs shaking. Victoria climbs up, knees planted beside Alison’s shoulders, and lowers herself onto Alison’s mouth. Alison licks in long strokes. Victoria rocks, riding her tongue, fingers still working between Alison’s legs. The contrast between sweet girl and moody goth disappears in sweat and breath and the wet sounds of mouths and fingers. They come together, sharp cries echoing off the tile.