Field Of Schemes #04

Prinzzess boards the wrong shuttle because someone swapped the team schedules, and by the time she notices the route, the bus is already pulling away. Jana Jordan waits at her own door wearing nothing but a silk kimono that clings, open just enough to show a thin strip of smooth stomach. She takes one look at Prinzzess’s white uniform, still crisp and smelling of soap, and smiles like a cat that found a bird on the porch. “Long walk to the field from here,” she says, turning without waiting for an answer. Inside, the house is cool, quiet. Jana’s kimono slips off one shoulder as she pours gin into two glasses. Ice cracks. Prinzzess feels the damp heat trapped between her thighs under the tight pants, the sudden urge to peel them down. Jana steps close, hands working the buttons at Prinzzess’s waist, palms gliding under the fabric, cupping the firm curve of her ass. She kisses her once, slow and wet, tasting of tonic water and red gloss, then drags the pants down to the knees in a single motion. Prinzzess steps out of them, barefoot on cool tile, skin goose-pimpled. Jana nudges her thighs apart and sinks to her knees, spreading lips already slick and flushed. Her tongue finds the swollen clit without teasing and Prinzzess gasps, fingers twisted in the silky brown hair. Jana keeps the pressure constant, licks in long strokes that dip lower, flick up again, until Prinzzess’s hips jerk in little spasms against her face. When Jana stands, her mouth glistens. She bends Prinzzess over the kitchen island, cold marble under bare belly, and slides two fingers inside—slow at first, then harder, palm slapping the wet cunt with each thrust. Prinzzess moans, pushing back for more. Jana adds her thumb to the clit again and the pleasure shoots through her like a spark on dry wood. She comes with a sharp cry, thighs shaking, cunt squeezing around Jana’s fingers. For a long minute the only sounds are ragged breaths and the low hum of the refrigerator. Then Jana leans close and whispers, “Told you missing the bus could be fun.”