WavCedes
Well Saturday night was finally here and while it seemed to have taken forever to reach the days leading up to were very eventful. Waverly had made great headway in her high profile case at work and on Friday won the case in court. She jokingly credited the discovery to her late night adventures on Wednesday. Once she cleared her mind the answer was right in front of her face she joked with her friend and assistant Chrissy. Waverly began to get ready still undecided about what she should wear. She couldn’t seem to find the right outfit to match her soaring confidence. She wanted something that conveyed power. She eventually decided on a suit, black with a silk lapel. She wore the perfectly tailored jacket with nothing underneath. Not a bra. Not a shirt. Not a waistcoat. Just flesh. Her pants wear fitted, hemmed just above the ankle and bitch red heels to match her lips. The official word for this outfit: BOSS.
Waverly walked, no strutted into the venue like she owned the place, might as well put her name above the door. As she made her way around to the main room she saw Rosita speaking to someone. As she passed the latina she ran a single finger cross her back from shoulder to shoulder. The latina looked up to the right then the left over her shoulder, eyes dropped down then slow scan up to meet Waverly’s. Waverly winked, and blew her a kiss and continued on her way.
“Fuck!” Rosita was left utterly flustered, took everything in her not to follow like a lost puppy. Rosita bit her lip as she watched the definition of swagger.
Waverly made her way to the bar and leaned on the edge of it. Her weight resting on one elbow with her body mostly turned outwards towards the room.
“Waverly, always a delight to see you back.” Jeremy greeted her promptly by placing a napkin on the bar.
“Dirty martini, shaken not stirred, 3 olives, Jeremy.” She turned her head to face him. “Please.” She added with a smile.
“Coming right up.” Jeremy grabbed a martini glass, filled it with ice and set it on the bar. He grabbed the shaker and filled it with ice before turning back to Waverly.
“Goose?”
“You know me so well already.” Waverly now leaning with her back to the bar elbows on the edge. She was scanning the room as she always did.
“Jeremy, guests are allowed to play any part or desire they like here.”
“As long as it's consensual, the possibilities are endless.” Jeremy poured a generous amount of vodka into the shaker with a splash of vermouth and began shaking. When he finished he set it down next to the glass. He grabbed a toothpick and stabbed three olives. He emptied the martini glass and placed the olives on the side. He opened the shaker and used the strainer to pour the martini over the olives.
“Something on your mind?” Jeremy asked as he placed the drink on the napkin.
“Maybe.” Waverly answered with a slight blush. Waverly had spent some time looking at a woman with porcelain skin, made even more apparent by the bright auburn hair. She grabbed her drink, brought it to her lips as her eyes went back to watch the redhead move across the room. She stood next to these two men who instantly began to laugh as something she had said. This woman was very sure of herself, outgoing and it seemed easy going. Jeremy being ever so good at his job immediately noticed who had caught Waverly’s attention.
“Mercedes.”
“Huh.” Waverly said but didn’t turn her head.
“The redhead, her name is Mercedes. You see how she commands all the attention around her.” Jeremy continued.
“Yeah.”
“Well, she’s a submissive when you close the doors.” Jeremy had a towel and was wiping down the bar.
“Submissive.” Waverly repeated. The word echoing in her head a couple more times. Waverly turned to face Jeremy.
“Jeremy is there a… Does this place have a…” Waverly wasn’t exactly sure how to ask what she wanted to know. Jeremy smiled understanding what Waverly was trying to articulate.
“You are in luck, we have a place that offers what you are looking for.”
“Are you saying there’s a gift shop.”
“Yes, wait here.” Jeremy goes to the other side of the bar where there was an antique phone on the wall. Waverly turns back to watch her prey. Mercedes moved to another set of guests. Waverly watches just how high the slits of her dress actually went. Every step she took you could see the whole leg peek out. The soft silk material flowing between her legs. She watches how Mercedes laughs and places a hand on the gentleman’s shoulder letting it rest a while. She’s friendly when she orders another drink from the waitress. Jeremy is back after a couple of minutes.
“Someone will be here shortly. May I serve you another?”
“Yes, thank you.” She could hear Jeremy had begun before she responded. From the corner of her eye she could see Rosita making her way down the opposite corridor. The latina looked back at her and her eyes filled with lust, as she flashed a devilish smile. Waverly smiled in return, lifted her drink as if toasting the latina and drank the final sip, with a bit of her lips Rosita turned back and headed into one of the rooms. Waverly placed her glass down and it was immediately replaced with a new drink.
“Thank you.” Waverly turned back to locate Mercedes in the sea of people. She watched like a hawk suddenly fixating on the redhead’s lips. They were plump and full. She watched her open her mouth, bring the straw to it and then lips wrap around and she sips her drink. Those lips. Waverly suddenly wanted those lips on her. Wrapped around her. Cock? This had never really crossed her mind before. Just like she had had her lips around Cole’s. She wanted to be in that position and she wanted those lips on hers.
“Miss Waverly.”
“Yes.”
“Hi, I’m Kate, please follow me.” Another beautiful woman was addressing her. She grabbed her drink and followed the ebony skinned woman. Waverly couldn’t believe she hadn’t noticed the door to the side of the bar before. At quick glance it looked just like the wall, it wasn’t until Kate reached for the handle that she realized. They went down a short hallway with one door at the end. Once inside the second door Waverly was in awe. She walked forward while also turning in a circle slowly. A very slow walking twirl and she took in all the items she saw displayed across the walls and display cases. This room did not look like a regular adult store. This room was sophisticated and elaborate. This room was akin to a museum of all things for sexual exploration and pleasures. Ropes and restraints of all kinds. Riding crops, whips, and floggers of all sizes.
“You were interested in a strap-on, correct?”
“Yes, but how did you know.”
“That’s our job.” Kate smiled as she placed two harness options over the glass counter. She turned around and opened the drawer before turning back to face Waverly that had finally reached. She placed two dildos on a cloth in between the harnesses.
“Jeremy mentioned you might be interested in Mercedes, so arriving at this conclusion was easy. Miss Waverly if I may I would recommend this harness dildo combination. You have a very petite frame and the adjustments on this one would offer more control. Also there is a built-in pocket for a small vibrator if you like.” Waverly stood there in silence, Kate was practically in her head answering all the questions before she had the words to ask.
“Thank you that’s exactly what I had in mind.” Waverly took a sip of her drink.
“Great all of these are new and clean. We do always recommend you use a condom even with sex toys. I will place a box in the bag. Shall I include the vibrator?”
“Yes.” Waverly responded with a slit blush but very much impressed by the ease of this whole experience.
“A lot of our guests experience new and exciting things when they visit us. Some couples want to recreate them at home. That is how this room came to be.” Kate said answering her unasked question yet again.
“Have you anymore questions, Miss Waverly?” Kate handed her an all black gift bag, perfect in size and discreet.
“Actually, could I wear it now.” Waverly asked.
“Of course, here this way, let me show you a trick.” Kate made her way around to escort her to a private dressing room. Afterwards they made their way back to the main room. Once at the bar again she placed her martini glass down and slid it towards the inner edge.
“Jeremy, you’re the best.”
“You know it.” He smiled and pointed his goofy finger guns at her. She laughed and shook her head. Waverly took a deep breath before setting off on her mission. It was awkward at first but eventually she found her footing. She walked directly towards Mercedes who was still entertaining a conversation with two gentlemen. She stood tall even though she was easily a foot smaller than the men.
“Hi, my name is Waverly.” She extended her hand out.
“Mercedes.” The redhead reached out and their hands locked. Waverly shook it firmly and then tugged her forward causing her to take a couple steps. When she was closer Waverly leaned into Mercedes a bit closer to her ear.
“You’re coming with me.” She said confidently. She promptly turned around still holding Mercedes’ hand.
“Better luck next time fellas.” Waverly said cooly and the redhead smiled giddily. Nothing got Mercedes going more than being told what to do. She happily followed the brunette. They made their way to one of the vacant rooms and closed the door.
“You stand there.” Waverly ordered and she placed the bag on the nightstand.
“Yes, daddy.” Mercedes replied.
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
The word surged through Waverly like a volt of electricity.
“You’re so beautiful, babygirl.” Waverly was loving this whole dynamic. She was a total boss at work these days and tonight she was going to own this experience. She was going to take what she wanted. Waverly began to kiss on Mercedes’ exposed back. Shivers ran through the redhead’s skin as she first felt the wet hot lips on her skin. If she had been wearing any underwear they would be ruined by now, instead she felt the slick on the inner thighs as she pressed her legs together. Waverly ran her fingers softly down Mercedes arms. She came face to face with the redhead whose eyes showed a desperate anticipation.
“Color?” Waverly asked. Mercedes gave her a curious smile.
“Rules are rules, babygirl.” Waverly smiled back.
“Green. Daddy.” Mercedes replied. Waverly leaned in and pressed their lips together, her tongue seeking permission to explore the depths of the redhead’s mouth. Waverly slipped a single finger under the left strap of Mercedes’ dress sliding it off the shoulder. She repeated the movement on the other side and the dress was now pooled on the floor. Waverly took a firm grip on the redhead’s waist and pressed her closer. Waverly took a step back. She examined the beauty in from of her, from breasts that defied gravity to the tiny curls perfectly trimmed in a line down below. She took one of the rose colored pebbles into her mouth and massaged the other. Mercedes let out a breathy moan. When Waverly was satisfied with her efforts she returned back to kiss Mercedes briefly.
“Undress me.” Waverly said, taking a step back. Mercedes did as she was told. She placed both hands on the brunette’s collarbones. She let her hands slide down the exposed skin in a V-shape until she reached the single button of the jacket. Once open she raised her hands past the breast over the shoulders and the jacket fell over Waverly’s back to the floor. Mercedes then unbuttoned the pants. When she lowered the zipper she realized that Waverly had been discreetly hiding the strap on. It had been tucked up into the waistband. It fell forward loosely at first. As Mercedes lowered herself to remove Waverly’s trousers, the brunette pulled on the adjustments and tightened it firmly. Mercedes rose back up to her feet but her eyes were glued to the dildo. She unconsciously licks her lips at the sight. Waverly took a step forward one had behind the redhead’s neck she went in for a kiss, her other hand dipped low to the warmth between Mercedes thighs. It was slick on the fingers as she explores between the petals finding the engorged bud. Mercedes gasped and pushed her hips forward making first contact with the strap. It was between her legs but under Waverly’s hand. Waverly took Mercedes bottom lip and bit hard.
“Fuck.” Mercedes exclaimed but the pain brought her more pleasure. Waverly’s attention now back on the redhead’s lips renewed her first desire to have those delicious lips wrapped around her.
“On your knees.” Waverly demanded, Mercedes still biting her bottom lip didn’t hesitate to drop down and grab the cock firmly.
“You like that, babygirl.” Mercedes did not answer simply took her tongue swirl it around the head. It was a very strange sensation. Watching Mercedes lips seal around the strap inexplicably had Waverly closing her eyes momentarily just wanting to feel. Waverly was having a hard time reconciling the fact that even though she knew in her head that she couldn’t actually feel the wet heat of Mercedes’ mouth, her whole body was reacting to the wonderful feeling of being inside Mercedes’ mouth. It felt amazing to watch more and more of the shaft disappear into her mouth. Waverly looked down her hand placed on the back of the redhead, interlocking her fingers in the auburn hair. Waverly began gently rocking her hips forward until she was completely engulfed. Mercedes nose pressed against her.
“Fuck that’s sexy.”
“Love your cock, daddy.” Mercedes said looking innocently after sliding the dildo out with a pop. Waverly placed a hand underneath Mercedes’s chin and lifted her. She gave her a quick peck.
“Be a good girl for daddy and get on the bed.” Mercedes smiled moving hurriedly to the bed. Mercedes propped her back pillows legs spread apart begging to be fucked. she had one hand cupping her breast the other slipped past her folds and she was teasingly pumping two fingers into herself.
“Did I say you could touch yourself.” Mercedes' hand slipped at once two fingers still knuckle deep. Waverly got on the bed and grabbed her wrist roughly bringing the fingers up to her own mouth leaving them spotless.
“You need to be punished.” Waverly said seriously and Mercedes couldn’t hide her excitement. Waverly grabbed her sides and flipped her face down. Placing a hand flatly between her shoulder blades pushing her chest down hard onto the mattress. Waverly hooked her hands under Mercedes, right at the joint and lifted her ass to the air. She softly caressed the left cheek before giving it a hard spank leaving 5 perfectly red finger indentations. Mercedes let out a yelp and leaned her hips back moaning when she rubbed on the Waverly leaving a trail of slick on her abdomen. Smack! another hard slap landed on the other cheek.
“Stay still or I’ll continue.”
“Please fuck me.” Mercedes squealed. Waverly was gently soothing the red imprints with her hand before placing a kiss on it. Waverly sat back on her heels and her hand weaving through Mercedes’ wetness, up and down and then around the clit. She collected the slick and used it to further lubricate the dildo before getting upright on her knees. She teased the entrance before sliding through the slit a few times. She gripped one hand firmly on the redhead’s hip the other at the base of the strap. She felt the tight ring as she pushed forward. The head barely crowning, she rocked back and came forward with more pressure and the ring stretched to let the head pop in. She pushed forward a bit more before rocking out to the head and then more. Waverly was now about three quarters in encouraged by the breathy muffled moans. Two more back and forth and she was completely sheathed.
“So good, daddy.” Mercedes had he hands fisted in the sheets and she rocked back. Waverly felt the base press up against her and she noticed that the bullet vibrators were inside the pocket. She turned it on the low setting while giving Mercedes a moment to adjust. The vibrations we slight but right over her clit. Waverly began to pump steadily in and out. Mercedes was meeting her rhythm every rock back the vibrations stronger when the two bodies met.
“Harder… faster..” Mercedes begged. Waverly upped the vibrator to a medium setting and it initially caused her to fall forward over Mercedes as the increased sensation. When she composed herself she stayed slightly leaning forward with a hand over Mercedes’ shoulder for added leverage and began a hard pace.
“Yes..yes..yes..yes.. Fuck daddy, please I’m so close.” Mercedes kept egging on and Waverly wasn’t going to be too far behind her. Waverly grabbed Mercedes by her neck and lifted her body up as she leaned back on her heels again. Mercedes bouncing up and down, their bodies crashing hard onto each other at the center. Waverly squeezed her hand around the redhead’s throat.
“I’m.. i”m com… daddy.” Mercedes tumbled over the edge when she felt the pressure on her throat and she missed her first breath. Waverly released her hand and with both hands on Mercedes’ breasts she guided her up a couple more times and she came hard. She had to fumble quickly to turn off the vibrator as she was rippling through her orgasm. The girls both fell on the bed, heavy breathing filled the air.
“Ladies, that was WOW.” Nicole had at some point snuck into the room like she had the week before. This time Waverly instantly recognized the husky tone she heard in all her fantasies. She wasn’t shy anymore, she laid on the bed in her post coital happiness. Mercedes seemed equally unbothered by the new guest that was slowly approaching them. Mercedes leans over and gives Waverly a sweet kiss on the cheek with a smile.
“Cole baby, hi.” Mercedes says affectionately as she sits up and Waverly narrows her eyes at the familiarity between the two women. Nicole hands Mercedes a robe which she quickly takes as she gets up and gives Cole a kiss on the lips. What the fuck, Waverly thinks in her head as jealousy builds inside her.
“Waverly, come find me anytime.” Mercedes said leaving the room.
“She’s friendly.” Nicole said with a smirk noticing the change in Waverly’s body language.
“Very, apparently.” Waverly’s tone was much more irritated than she wanted to let on.
"Is it me or do you have a slight ginger fetish." Nicole joked.
"Perhaps." Waverly was propped up on her elbows. A layer of sweat laid thin across her flesh. She had one one leg bent and the other laid out flat, strap in the center. Nicole felt the strain in her pants as she continued to look Waverly up and down. Waverly trailed a finger from her navel up her abdomen and lightly around her breast looking at Nicole with hooded eyes. Nicole licked her lips and yanked at her pants trying to create more room where there was none.
“Daddy, huh?” Nicole cocked her head to the side and Waverly blushed a bit.
“That was fun, yes, but I like it better when I’m the babygirl.” Waverly said coquettishly and Nicole was rubbing her hand on the large imprint visible down her leg.
“Funny coincidence, so do it.” Nicole crawled on the bed and began to loosen the straps. “You won’t be needing this for now.” She assisted Waverly out of it and then wrapped her arm around the brunette’s waist hoisting her up to a straddle. Nicole looked into Waverly’s eyes with need first then lust. She flicked Waverly’s lip with her tongue before she sucked the top lip. Waverly had both arms wrapped around Nicole's neck. She was rolling her hips over the imprisoned cock, Nicole felt the moisture seep through her trousers. Their tongues met in a battle for dominance as their hands gripped, pulled, and squeezed any body part they had access to.
“Too.. many.. clothes..” Waverly said in between kisses.
“I agreed.” Nicole laid her down and quickly hopped out of the bed. She was undressed faster than Superman in a phone booth. Nicole’s felt her cock throbbed soon as it met the cool air, drips of pre-cum dribbled out when she saw Waverly splayed out on the bed.
“Play with yourself baby.” Nicole had a solid hold on herself as she stroke the pre-cum onto the shaft. Waverly felt a tingle in her stomach at the word baby. Surely she didn’t mean it in that way, this was just sex to Cole after all, but she allowed herself in that moment to believe it was more. Waverly’s bottom side lip between her teeth, she blinked and looked up to Nicole. Waverly’s gaze is a silent dare, knowing Nicole wouldn’t be unable to take her eyes off her. She cupped her breast, squeezed it and twisted her nipple hard. She let out a long moan as she cupped her sex. Her middle two fingers spread her lips. Nicole gripped hard at the base of her cock to keep from blowing her load right there. She swallowed hard imagining she could taste Waverly on her tongue. Waverly rubbed her clit gently. Several circular tugs, then she would slide down to the entrance and slide in with two fingers. Her back began to arch off the bed as she squirmed side to side. Nicole was pumping herself hard watching the slick on Waverly’s fingers and palm.
“Cole!” Waverly cried out when she slid the third finger in and that was about all Nicole could handle. She came forward, grabbed Waverly’s ankles and pulled her across the bed to the edge. Nicole placed Waverly’s legs over her shoulders as she got down on her knees. Nicole’s mouth watered at the heady scent. She parted her lips and took in Waverly’s nimble fingers on her tongue. The taste sweeter than she remembered but easily still the best in the world, one she could never grow tired of. Nicole lapped Waverly’s slit broadly before focusing on the bundle of nerves. Nicole had one hand around the brunette’s thigh holding her down as she sucked, licked, played and teased her eagerly. Waverly’s eyes closed fully immersed in the pleasure. Cole, the woman Waverly could stop dreaming of was between her legs driving her wild. If she had to Waverly would come back every week to feel like she did in this moment. Waverly knew she was a goner when she felt two fingers slide up against her front wall. This time she didn’t have to imagine or pretend, it was Cole’s gifted mouth and skillful fingers.
“Cole, fuck.” Waverly pressed her thighs tight and pushed her sex up impossibly closer to Nicole’s tongue. Her body tensed and then ripples shook through her. She felt Nicole’s mouth at her entrance sucking the orgasm out of her and fuck it felt so good. Nicole used the wetness on her fingers to stroke her aching dick. Waverly’s legs were weak as she lowered them and attempted to push herself back off the edge. Nicole grabbed the brunette’s legs and assisted her slowly bringing herself onto the bed.
“You are stunning.” Nicole hovering over Waverly, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
“Says the ginger goddess.” Waverly laughed and pushed up to roll them together and settle on top. Nicole’s dick pulsating with need between Waverly. The brunette began to grind her hips across the entire length. Nicole dug her fingers in the swells of Waverly’s ass. She was convinced she was seconds away from releasing all over her stomach. Waverly leaned forward hands falling upon Nicole’s breasts. She played and teased the nipples with her fingers before taking one in her mouth.
“Baby, that feels so good.” Nicole arched her back pushing more into Waverly’s mouth. Nicole felt Waverly’s teeth bite and pull.
“Shit.” Nicole jerked her hips hard, almost bucking Waverly off. The brunette took the chance to lift up and grab Nicole’s dick. Waverly knew Nicole was on edge for a while now so she pumped her with gusto.
“Baby, baby, I’m gonna.” Nicole attempted to warn Waverly so she could move but the brunette had other plans. She sealed her lips around the member and the wet heat caused it to erupt. Nicole spunk shooting streams down Waverly’s throat.
“Waves, jesus.” Nicole took a deep breath, her orgasm had done nothing to soften her erection. Waverly smiled up at her probably having had the same thought. She waddled up wanting desperately to have Nicole split her wide.
“Condom?” Nicole stopped her. Waverly’s first thought was like seriously after what just happened but then another flashed through her head.
“Wait, you can’t…”
“Unlikely, but not impossible.” Nicole shrugged, showing a hint of disappointment.
“I need to feel you inside.” Waverly said, almost pleading. “Unless you want the condom?”
Nicole smiled at Waverly and rose up to a seated position. She grabbed her dick and rubbed the head from the clit to line up with the entrance. The next couple minutes seemed to pass in slow motion. Nicole had one arm almost all the way around Waverly’s waist. Waverly had both hands on Nicole’s face just along the jawline, both of their eyes fully dilated but soft. Their chests rising and falling in sync. Without words their eyes closed and their lips joined. Waverly lowers onto the head, even sufficiently aroused the stretch is uncomfortable at first but she goes all the way down to the hilt as they both swallow the others moan. Waverly could feel it throbbing inside her. Neither of them move, both enjoying the incredibly intense intimacy of the moment. The kiss continues, slow and passionate. Nicole breaks away from the lips to the chin kissing down to the neck. Waverly arms crossed behind Nicole’s neck over her shoulders. She lifts herself off the shaft halfway and slowly lowers back onto it as Nicole buries her face in the crook of her neck unable to continue. Waverly lifts again to the head this time and again slowly descends. Nicole is overwhelmed by the feeling. She could feel the tightness as it slid over every inch of her. Waverly continues the slow torture, from head to hilt. This wasn’t about reaching climax. The two women wanted to become one entity. Nicole placed her arms up Waverly’s back with her hands holding onto her shoulders pushing her down with each lift. They continued this pace. At one point Waverly was sure she could hear her heartbeat and Nicole’s bounce off each other. As the inevitable peak was beginning to approach they moved faster and slightly erratic.
“Cole!”
“Waverly!”
Almost as if on queue they erupted. Nicole felt the flow start at the base and travel through her bursting out the tip into Waverly. Then she felt the flood released from Waverly trickle around her as the walls rippled milking her for more. Nicole rested her head on Waverly’s chest listening to her heart beat fast. Waverly resting her head atop Nicole’s. They found themselves in a comfortable ease. Waverly felt Nicole finally softening inside her so she made a move to get off. Nicole then got off the bed and went to the bathroom, returning with a warm towel handing it to Waverly.
“Sorry there’s such a mess.” Nicole cleaned herself up as well and found a robe. She gathered all her clothes from the floor and gave Waverly a kiss on the forehead as she placed them on the bed. She also collected Waverly’s belongings and brought them over to her. Nicole grabbed the strap and placed it in the bag by the side of the bed.
“Are you okay?” Nicole asked as she helped Waverly with her heels.
“Yes.” Waverly balanced herself on Nicole as she stood up. Nicole grabbed her hand and walked with her to the bedroom door, neither woman with the right words to say.
“Will you be back next week?” Nicole asked.
“Is that all this is?” Waverly was suddenly very upset. She felt foolish for having thought more of what was happening. She let go of Nicole’s hand and made her way out of the room suddenly in a rush to leave.
“Waverly, please wait.” Nicole called out as she ran after Waverly grabbing her wrist.
“The reason I asked is because I wanted to know if maybe you’d like to go to dinner with me instead. Next Saturday I mean.” Nicole was blushing nervously and unable to make eye contact. Nicole let go of Waverly’s wrist disappointed in the brunette’s hesitation to answer but then Waverly turned around and Nicole saw the twinkle in her eye.
“I’d love to.” She smiled grandly.