Cruise Dating

[Taskmaster12]

They had waited long enough. It could easily be a mistake to take such action in the moment and then see it as one big mistake. This was long after the fact and it was clear for both of them nothing had changed. After plenty of needy kisses it was actually further from the truth since the desire had built for both of them. Ayame hastily pulled Courage all the way towards the rooms holding her close and tight. Stomping away so quickly she might actually drag Courage if she wasn’t moving just as quickly demanding they go even faster. Soon they were booking it going as fast as they could without running until the room was in sight. It was so far out of the way Ayame had decided not to lock it which she was happy for since it meant she could push it open without letting Courage go and walk them in. Once they were in the door was slammed shut and she turned back to Courage before she picked up her lighter loved and sucked her into another big kiss. She’d never done anything like this before and could still kick her shoes off her feet without the use of her hands. Selfishly holding Courage close until they both reached the bed and she let her go again. “Do you need anything ordered here? I don’t want either of us leaving this room for the night.”

[SuckerPunch]

The two young lovers hurried down the deck of the ship and into the cabin area. LAW's talent had each been assigned their own cabins. They'd come stocked with a mini-fridge and all the trappings one might expect for a luxury cruise liners room. This cruise was as much a promotion for LAW as it was for the agency putting on the trips. Private bathrooms and beds big enough for two were a must-have for a dream cruise carrying a number of what many considered adult entertainers.

Courage found herself easily maneuvered and pressed against Ayame's mouth as they stumbled into the room. Her heart was pounding and her head was light. She could hardly contain herself, but beside Ayame she looked practically stoic. Courage had recently found herself immersed in the lewd world of hentai wrestling. She hadn't intended for that to be the case, but a POW match with Alizeh Midori and a rivalry with Barbara made it so. Those bouts ensured that the most popular member of Courage Generation had an educated libido. She wasn't confident that the same was true for Ayame... But god, she couldn't wait to find out!

Courage gave in, and hit the bed heavily as Ayame let her go upon its edge.! The slip of her evening gown -nearly- slipped past her inner thigh, but somehow managed to preserve her modesty. If Ayame wanted to know what lie beneath, she'd have to push just another centimeter further! She looked up at Ayame with a look somewhere between lust-starved and doe-eyed. "No. Nothing. The only thing I want near my mouth tonight is you, Ayame! All of you!" A hand moved up her own body, idly resting beneath one of her own breasts. She could feel her heartbeat pounding away, double-bass. She licked her lips and shivered with anticipation.

"Now get down here and kiss me!"

[Taskmaster12]

That courtesy question was rebuked for Courage to continue demanding the only thing she was craving the entire day. Her. Ayame locked the door and stepped in close to her girlfriend on the bed. Her hand placed itself on Courage’s thigh and grabbed the bottom of her lovely dress. Did she really have as little as she said under this? They were alone and Ayame realized she wasn’t going to wait any longer. She pulled it up quickly but carefully to not ruin it because she needed Courage in that dress later. “Won’t be needing that.” Once the dress was off she would take a second to take in Courage’s gorgeous body. It was only a second but she saw all she needed, and her head dove down to Courage’s demanding lips and started the next round of kissing between them. Staying on top while her hand would grab Courage’s and guide it to the zipper of her top. Unfortunately she had a bit more to wear today and while she was really regretting that it meant she could give Courage a task while she was tasting the idol’s divine lips. She kept trying to examine the brand she used on them. Or maybe that was her natural taste? Ayame could hope so because it kept her going for them again and again while her tongue pressed against them demanding they open up.

[SuckerPunch]

Ayame had been so reserved during their date at the park. And she had been bashful tonight. But as she locked the door behind her, there was a new feel to her. Something feral. Hungry! She pushed herself boldly upon the idol with such intensity that it brought a gasp from her lips.

She shivered as Ayame's hand took hold of her thigh. Now it was her turn to feel bashful. Her pale, round cheeks lit up a brilliant rosy red. It had been easy to be bold when Ayame had been shy. But now that she was being assertive she couldn't help but be back-footed by her beautiful ...Girlfriend? Was it? In truth, her spicy attire had helped to give her the confidence she'd utilized to get here... But now that her secrets were about to be revealed, she wilted.

"W-wait! D-don't look at me like that! It's e-embarrassing!" She looked away, closing her eyes. She didn't mean it. And she'd said it long after Ayame had slipped it past her head. She'd even raised her arms obediently to assist her.

Courage hadn't been bluffing. Beneath her dress, she wore nothing to hide her womanhood. She had weaponized it to tempt Ayame. To stir up her lust. And now she was paying the price in cute, girlish heat! It felt like her whole body was blushing! But her inner thighs were especially. Her sex was freshly manicured. It let Ayame know that she'd been anticipating this. Preparing for it. Her lower lips were as pink as her cheeks. Her arousal had made them fuller, swollen so that they coyly pressed closed like a coin purse. Even in the dim mood lighting of the room Ayame could see a salacious glaze upon them. She was wet. For Ayame.

Her breasts were lifted and pressed together by a lacy green bra. It looked a little ridiculous, what with her lower half completely bare. The green lace covered the soft, flower-petal pink of her nipples. But the mesh made them visible. Ayame could see how hard the nipples were upon the overflowing flesh of her breasts.

Courage didn't protest as Ayame kissed her. Instead, she gasped and drew her in. Her own tongue nervously slipped out to meet Ayame's. She had done so many things in the ring... She was practically an adult entertainer. No. She was one. But tonight, in this room that belonged only to them, she felt like a virgin again. Ayame's lips filled her veins with electricity. She let her guide her hands and she fumbled to get the zipper of Ayame's top. She finally got it, letting out a gasping moan of relief. Her eyes opened as she dared to look upon her... Her fingers already searching for the next clasp, button, or zipper... She needed to feel her skin against hers!

She let herself be pulled under by Ayame's impossibly seductive kiss. Wriggling and writhing beneath her. Her hips lifted to press her sex against Ayame's bare belly. It was so hot it might burn her! She was afraid she might burst into flames herself! She panted as she gave herself to the beautiful Akan woman.... In the ring she was a wrestler. Proud, confident, and powerful! But beneath Ayame Akan, she was very clearly a bottom.

[Taskmaster12]

Inside this room everything felt more intense than intimate. She had never been in a hentai match or be stripped the way Courage had, yet she felt that what she was doing now was more intense than any of those competitive sex fights. She removed her girlfriends clothes to find that she was telling the truth and taking Courage from properly clothed to nude with one article of clothing removed. Courage was playfully hesitant but Ayame could tell she was enjoying Ayame’s gaze on her admiring her at her purest look. Nervousness returned while Ayame lowered herself down to start kissing her and was gone again the moment those lips connected. The hunger and predatory nature that matched the wolf she claimed to be told her that this was natural and right. That she should take this as long as Courage and her were willing. The longer the kiss went on the less cautious Ayame got with the kiss starting chaste and simple before her tongue dipped in and out of Courage’s mouth. After enough time and with Courage removing more and more clothing from her Ayame turned up the heat with a more intimate and aggressive kiss and exploring her mouth as much as her hands were exploring that perfect body. Her hand gripped Courage’s shoulder like she was trying to hold her close while her other hand would help get the rest of her clothes off her. Her boots had to go. Her pants had to go. Everything had to go. It wasn’t until she was completely naked that she took it further. Her knees would come up and under Courage’s legs to force them up and split them open. Then as she hiked herself up against Courage she would force her sex right on top of Courage’s own. “You want me? Bad? Then hold me. Tight.” Her words were not a request.

[SuckerPunch]

The idol couldn't believe what she was witnessing. The woman who was skittish about holding hands in the park was kicking off her own boots, because even that amount of clothing was too much for her! The girl who blushed after their first kiss... And who was panting feverishly from having Courage's thigh grinding between her legs, was examining every one of her curves with daring fingers!

"Mmmnnf!~" Courage's moan was like a song as it reverberated against Ayame's bold tongue. Her own tongue subserviently caressed and worshipped Ayame's. Never challenging her kiss, but melting into it. She gave herself to Ayame fully. She wanted her! She was burning for her! Which was lucky, as Ayame seemed to have gotten heated herself. She looked hungry! Demanding! "God!" Her hand swept across Ayame's cheek in the brief interlude between a kiss. She was devoured once more. But in the next break, she finished her sentence. "You're so hot!"

Ayame's next move was to take control of Courage's hips! To pull them upward and spread her legs. Courage whimpered, the shame of being exposed like this caused her cheeks to practically glow. But instead of looking away this time, she looked up at her lover. Her lip trembled. "I want you!" She answered back, her breath coming in short bursts.

She nodded before forcing out- "So bad!" Her voice nearly caught in her throat. Ayame was moving to mount her. To take her. One of Courage's hands moved, sliding along her own belly and caressing her own inner thigh. She shivered as her fingers slid over the petals of her smooth, lust-swollen flower. Two fingers slid down her slit. And then spread, forcing her flower to bloom for Ayame!

Ayame pressed herself roughly down upon her! Their lower lips embracing in a sweltering hot kiss! The contact caused Courage to cry out "Aaahn~ Nn~! Ohhhn~ GOD!" She barely kept control! But Ayame's demands gave her mind something to cling to. Something other than the electric-like shock of Ayame's wet heat against her budding and sensitive clitoris! Her fingers dug into Ayame's back as she clung to her! Her mid-section arched off the bed as all of the muscles along her spine contracted, pressing her naked body against Ayame's! She held her as tightly as she could! Not -just- because Ayame commanded it. But because it felt like it was all she could do to keep herself from falling through the bed as she melted with lust!

[Taskmaster12]

Ayame was a bit more conservative with her lust. She could only hide it for along before it called to her like it did Courage whose hold on it was as thin as the clothes she wore today. All that ended with a few kisses from Courage that proved the sparks of the first kiss in the park wasn’t an accident. They had chemistry and it reached its peak every time they touched. Ayame’s eyes glistened with the haze of affection she was getting from Courage and was projecting it back to her with that and her lips. When she demanded Courage hold on tight it was so that She could feel everything from her and feel it so close that Ayame felt like her lips were brimming from electricity that pushed her to kiss her more and more while she rubbed her body and shook against her to make everything dance against each other, including the most desired areas. Every time her sex rubbed against Courage Ayame could almost jolt with excitement. “Woouuhh! Hooo.” Ayame breathed deep and kissed Courage again her face getting red and it was spreading to her chest. The heat intensified between them with every second and soon Ayame had to hold Courage tight so she could keep it going. She didn’t want to let her go until the sun rose again. Maybe not even after that!

[SuckerPunch]

The two lovers were entwined. What little space there was between their bodies served only to facilitate their grinding against one another. Courage's fingers dug into Ayame's back. Her fingernails trailed pleasantly down her bare skin and left soft pink trails of lust down her otherwise perfect skin.

She somehow felt as though she was falling into Ayame's kiss, despite being beneath her already. The sensation of her velvet tongue against her own drove her mad with hunger! And no amount of her taste could sate her!

Her breasts pressed against Ayame's, yielding to them. The eager grasping of their hands and desperate gyrating of their hips caused her achingly-hard nipples to caress the warm and soft flesh of her lover's bust. They were sensitive, causing her to pant and gasp into the kiss... Causing the heat in her body to grow and grow and grow!

Their hips met. And their lower lips caressed each other not unlike their mouths. And despite being pinned beneath Ayame, it was Courage's hips that were the aggressor. A lifetime of dance fueled the instinctive and needy swaying of her hips. Every rhythmic circular movement ensured that ever more of Ayame's sex was coated with the molten hot glaze of her lust!

She bucked against Ayame, overwhelming herself in the pleasant sensation of grinding her clitoris against the Akan girl's silky skin. She expertly moved her lower body so that the throbbing center of her pleasure traced the line of Ayame's lower lips. Pressing between them. To kiss against her own pearl in a lightning-like surge of deviant excitement! And then again! And again!

Her kissing slackened as her mouth could only gape and tremble as she let out heated moans! The normally proper idol gasping out lewd words in her lust-maddened state! "Mmmn~ A-ay-aaaaa-mmmm- M-MEEEE~!! Y-your p-pussy is k-kissing mine!" Her hips moved with a will of their own as she gave her mind over entirely to the pleasure she found in making sapphic love with her beautiful date!

[Taskmaster12]

The bubbling lust that was eating at both of them was bursting out. Ayame and Courage held nothing back between the passionate kisses and the tight hugs that let them grind against each other without a moment of space between them. Courage’s body felt so hot with most of the heat coming from her chest that continued to rub against her and from below which was getting more intense thanks to Courage going on a rhythmic dance with her hips. The movements almost had Ayame snarling like an actual wolf and she was pressing down on top of Courage only resisting enough to let her have space to move. She swallowed when Courage slipped out of the kiss. They were both trembling too much to continue it and it left Ayame panting before she would hurt her head on Courage’s neck. Another primal roar followed the increasing dance of her lower body something that Courage’s screaming was loudly describing as accurately as possible. It was too much Ayame thought she might pass out from overloading her brain. She gripped Courage tighter and while still squeezing her growled and started to roll them around across the bed while shaking her hips. She was thankful the bed was long enough to allow Ayame to turn this into an intense dance and struggle throwing them around to make the meetings of their bodies more intense each time it happened while Ayame still found herself unable to say a word and instead only moaned and growled like the primal hunger she felt for Courage took her ability to speak away!

[SuckerPunch]

Ayame took hold of her, and she gave herself away. Her lover roughly pressed their bodies together with a hunger-driven lust! When one angle wasn't sufficient she forced them onto their sides. Or onto her belly. Or back onto her back again. Courage was the more vocal of the two. Gasping and moaning out lewdly. Describing their intimate scene in lascivious detail!

"A-AY-AME! Our bodies are making such shameful n-noises!" She cried as their wet sexes slid against one another. Their honey mixed as their heated lower lips entwined and their most sensitive places stroked bodily against one another!

Neither of them seemed to be fully in control of their bodies. Ayame's grip was tight enough that she was confident she would bruise. And the thought of Ayame marking her only made her wetter! It caused her hips to spasm and buck against Ayame in the closest her sex-hazed mind could come to fucking back! Erratic and without sense, she lifted her hips fully off the bed as her back and toes curled at the same time!

And a moment later- "C-cu- I'm c-cumming! I'M CUMMING FOR YOU AYAAAAMEEEE!" She screamed her name as her pleasure roiled over her in a wave! Their sapphic kiss grew wetter and slicker as Courage's lust spilled over in satisfying pulses! She screamed throughout the duration of her orgasm! Her fingers grasped the sheets so tightly it looked as if she were trying to tear through them!

A second wave struck her as the added slickness allowed their bodies to meet with even greater ease. The feeling of her cute, unconcealed clitoris caressing the silken pink of her lover's sex overwhelmed her! Her throat had already gone dry from screaming, so now she choked on her own pleasure. Panting out a feral-sounding groan that slipped past her full lips in a trembling growl! Her green eyes rolled back in her head and her tongue lolled out in a curve!

And when her climax finally concluded, she collapsed! Her hips gave out and her sweat-sheened figure lay sprawled out on the bed. She was panting and dazed. And if Ayame wanted, she could continue to fuck the pretty idol's brains out! But... It wouldn't take much!