Blowing Off Steam

[BlackAkuma]

So, this was a new experience: Wendy facesitting someone who wanted it, but wasn’t paying.

Before Fumi, her seats had either been involuntary victims she’d picked off backstage, or guys - and occasionally girls - who paid for the privilege when she moonlighted as a session wrestler. She’d managed to rack up quite a bit of money and experience with the latter, so she had some experience in doing things consensual, but this was still a different beast. She’d never had a beatdown that evolved into someone wanting her ass on their face.

But she wasn’t complaining. Not one bit.

She chuckled as Fumi egged her on, clearly ready to have all this ass dropped on her face. ”Yeah, we’re gonna see.” She reached back and gave her ass a meaty slap, letting the sound echo through the room as her cheeks jiggled. ”Get ready. 3, 2…”

Wendy settled down on Fumi’s face, far gentler than she would’ve with just about anyone else. She let her cheeks spread over her features, engulfing her mask and bathing her in darkness. A little wiggle, a little twist, and the woman’s face was snuggly tucked between her cheeks, not going anywhere unless Wendy allowed it.

That being said, she showed some mercy, letting up just enough for Fumi to breath every now and then as she rocked on the woman’s face. That could change, though, if she wasn’t pleased with the job. ”Well,” She reached down and pressed her hands on her captive’s breasts, idly massaging them as her hips worked up a rhythm. ”Get to it.”

[ADarlingDucky]

Fumi had failed, utterly and completely, to try and mask the awe she felt upon seeing Wendy's cheeks in front of her, so up close and personal. The big southern belle had quite the round ass, hefty and full, and it was now only an inch or so away from Fumi's masked face, with it being quite obvious to both women here where it would be in only a moment or two. Fumi, of course, had just been on the receiving end of one hell of an orgasm, and now Wendy was going to get her fill in return, and despite how drained she felt from her climax, it was up to Fumi to deliver a similar level of pleasure to her. Although they had come to something of a temporary understanding, a very lust-filled, horny, temporary understanding, it was obvious to Fumi given the way this had all started that Wendy likely wouldn't have any issues with "discipling" her. For now though, she remained safe.

The sudden smack to Wendy's meaty asscheeks caused them to wobble and shake, Fumi watching as they did so, impressed at the sheer size of Wendy's behind, but once Wendy had given her a tease, she didn't wait much longer for the main event! A quick countdown from three would be all she would get to prepare, and then Wendy would suddenly drop her hips down, and let her cheeks utterly consume Fumi's face! The lightweight's pretty features quickly sunk into Wendy's behind, and when she was nice and situated atop the masked woman, Fumi getting used to this position as well, it was time to go!

"Mmmmph... Mmmh!" Fumi grunted underneath of Wendy, some sort of muffled statement that would never be known, but it didn't matter much. Because soon after, she would lean her face upwards, her lips pressing against Wendy's, as her tongue pushed out and dove into the heavyweight's pussy, not wasting a moment with fancy foreplay as she immediately began to eat out the woman sitting on her face!

Fumi's hands shifted upwards to grab hold of Wendy's hips, as she wrapped her lips around the white haired woman's pussy, gently kissing it as her tongue teased up against it, slowly threatening to push inside! And then, Fumi went straight for the metaphorical throat, as her tongue pushed it's way to Wendy's clit, vigorously teasing it as the fox lapped at her pussy with all the oral skill she had!

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy dropped down and settled in for the moment, coming down much gentler than she expected to when this all started. At first, she wasn’t sure if Fumi would reciprocate - it was a lot to take in, after all, and while she was good when taking the treatment, there was no guarantee she would be all that good at doling it out. The Backstage Bully had her share of sloppy, unimpressive lovers in her day. Would she be one of them?

The answer was no—a resounding no, at that.

Wendy had a sharp, audible gasp as the fox girl’s tongue went to work, going straight to business without a single second of foreplay. There was no subtlety, no playing around, no drawing things out for effect - granted, the lack of oxygen likely increased her urgency, but she appreciated it all the same. Fumi just dove in full steam, forcing the Backstage Bully to arch her back and cry out she was brought to a feverish height.

”Yes.” Wendy groaned and ran her nails down Fumi’s bare stomach. ”Aw, fuck yes. Keep going, keep-”

Wendy began to buck her hips, starting a steady rhythm to grind against the woman’s face. She was losing herself in the moment, getting swept away in a torrent of passion as victim - if you could even call Fumi that anymore - ate her out like a pro, diving deep and working away at the most sensitive spots. She wasn’t at the edge yet, but she was rapidly approaching, and she had no doubts that her lover could get her there.

[ADarlingDucky]

As soon as Wendy sat down on her face, Fumi was able to confirm that yes, Wendy's cheeks were just as soft and smooth against her face as she thought they might be, her massive rear end completely submerging the lightweight in cheek, Wendy quickly settling onto her seat! Fumi got settled in too, and as her lips wrapped around Wendy's pussy, her tongue soon slid in between her lips, teasing along her sex with a gentle lick, before more forcefully pushing inside and travelling to Wendy's clit, teasing the sensitive part of her body! Wendy responded well to it, a low moan coming from her as her nails tickled against Fumi's vulnerable tummy, the sensation in itself sending pleasing tingles along her body, along with doubling Fumi's efforts.

Fumi's tongue continued it's busy work, but as she continued to eat Wendy out, the gentle moaning along with Wendy's slow grinding on her face would cause her thick cheeks to jiggle against the lightweight, and it struck Fumi with a bit of inspiration. Was Wendy freaky enough for it? Actually, the second that the question popped into her mind, Fumi felt a bit stupid. She had attacked her and forced her into this room just to make out with her and eat her pussy. She was DEFINITELY freaky enough for it.

"Mmmph..." A low moan came from Fumi, and one last lick to Wendy's pussy, before the fox suddenly shifted, moving her head slightly underneath Wendy. Wendy's sex now was bare, though not for long, as Fumi wrapped an arm around Wendy's thigh from underneath, as her fingers gently resumed their work playing with Wendy's clit, likely less pleasurable but still doing what they could. Fumi's tongue had different work now, and as she pushed her face even deeper between the heavyweight's cheeks, it'd become clear what that was.

"Mmmmhh... Mmh..." The low moan from Fumi would signal the return of the fox's tongue, but this time it's location had changed, as instead of eating her pussy, she had turned her attention to Wendy's ass! She gave long, loving licks deep between the bigger woman's hefty cheeks, as Fumi hoped that her combination of ass eating and rough fingering would push Wendy all the way over the edge!

[BlackAkuma]

As heavenly as this was, it wasn’t exactly anything new for Wendy, on the whole. Yes, it wasn’t often that she had someone so eager to go along with her fucking their face into oblivion, but once you got past that, it was fairly routine. Not to discount Fumi’s skill, she was definitely the most talented tongue she’d come across in a long goddamn while, if ever, but there wasn’t anything she could do to surprise the Backstage Bully, no tricks that she hadn't seen before. She knew how this was going to go, and while she was going to enjoy the trip, it was still familiar territory.

She could feel it coming now, so close, as she pressed down harder on Fumi’s mouth, harder still, until-

”Huh?” Wendy’s eyes shot wide as Fumi wiggled around beneath her, shifting positions without permission, and for a second, it seemed like they veered off track. Damn shame, too, because she’d been enjoying this whole ‘consensual’ thing, and was willing to run with it, but if the woman wanted to press things then she’d have to bring the hammer down. The fingers on her pussy were fine, but she wanted that tongue more than anything. ”Hey, get back to-”

Oh. Oh, fuck. Wendy had really hit the jackpot with this one, hadn't she?

She came to that conclusion when she felt Fumi’s tongue working its magic in a new orifice, one that hadn't received this kind of attention in a long, long while. It was often that her sexual partners gave her anal, most of them far too weirded out by the idea even to try it beyond the basic stuff. None of them would’ve ever dreamed of bringing a tongue up there, no matter how clean she kept it. She made sure to keep her most treasure body part in pristine condition, something Fumi could no doubt testify, and that meticulousness paid off here and now.

It was too much. Wendy lost all control now, flopping forward as Fumi’s tongue ventured into forbidden lands. She was usually good at keeping her composure during sex, but that was straight out of the window, now. She was putty, melting under the fox-girl’s expert touch, and there was on one possible conclusion.

Wendy arched her back, pressed down hard on Fumi’s face, and let out a deep, guttural growl as one of the best orgasm of her life ripped through her body, sending shivers from head to toe, leaving her a quaking, aching mess. Her body tensed up as her juices flowed down Fumi’s chest, her muscled tensed, and then she relaxed all at once, flopping down on top of Fumi and draping over her like a living blanket.

She opened her mouth, tried to speak, then gave up on it and resigned herself to merely catching her breath. Words could come later.

Holy fuck.

[ADarlingDucky]

When it came to the members of Cerberus, Fumi seemed to stick out a bit from Holly and Kate. She was the smallest member, sure, but the main thing that separated Fumi from her stablemates was actually her look, and how it differed from that of her friends. They all shared a similar motif, but when someone looked at Holly and Kate, they usually got the impression that the two were both rough and tumble, clad in camo print or ripped clothing, covered in scars and marks from all the strife they'd been through. In contrast, Fumi was often given different descriptors, looking far more refined and elegant than her companions, with the fox having an almost regal appearance in some ways. And as such, she wasn't often viewed as someone who would be stiff, uptight, and likely not that sexually adventurous, to which she was pleased to report that Wendy likely had quite the different opinion.

It only took a few more moments, Fumi's tongue pleasuring an area that seemed to strike Wendy in just the right way, and before too long, eating the heavyweight's ass had resulted in a monstrous orgasm, Wendy's body tilted back and began to shake atop her, those big cheeks jiggling on Fumi's face as she did so! Fumi was soon covered in the fruits of her labor, and she simply continued along as Wendy came hard, taking pleasure in draining all of the energy out of her with this one massive climax! And then, all at once, Wendy collapsed forwards, landing atop Fumi's body!

"Gah! Hah... ah..." Fumi let out a loud gasp as her mouth and nose were suddenly freed, and she sucked in a few greedy mouthfuls of air, before attempting to shift just a little bit to test the waters. Yup, she was stuck fast, Wendy pinning her down in such a way that she'd only be moving once the white haired beauty did. Still, Fumi wasn't entirely uncomfortable with her position, as she instead tilted her head up slightly, sliding a hand up and hooking a finger in Wendy's thong, pulling it away from her skin, before letting it snap back into place, re-covering her womanhood in the process!

"So... was that good for you?" Fumi couldn't help the slightly smug tone from creeping into her voice as she posed a question that she already knew the answer to, unable to see much past the cheeks in her way, but already knowing how Wendy must look. Fumi idly played with Wendy's thong as she waited for an answer, snapping the top of it lightly against her lower back a few more times, letting Wendy get the energy back that she needed to respond!

[BlackAkuma]

”Oh, fuck…fuck.”

Yeah, that about summed up Wendy’s feelings at the moment.

For once, she couldn't think of too much to say. There were no pithy comebacks, no grandstanding, and none of the usual fanfare she put on whenever she dominated someone. Hell, she didn’t even feel like she’d dominated Fumi anymore. Whatever their dynamic had been when she entered this room, it was obviously turned on its head now. You could argue that the fox-girl was on top now, completely flipping the script.

That should’ve pissed her off. Maybe it did, a little. But she was far too busy being in bliss to really care. That was a top-three fuck, easily, and she didn’t care much if the woman knew it. A rare thing for her.

She wiggled a bit as Fumi played with her thong with her thong, but aside from a rumbling chuckle, she stayed quiet for the moment, taking the time to keep her breath under control. She rolled off after a moment and flopped over to the side, laying on her back. ”Nah. Worst sex I’ve ever had. Bitch.” She gave her lover a little smack on the stomach, then eased back down. All a joke, of course - she was pretty sure her ecstatic shrieks and moans had been a good enough review to show how much she’d liked all of that.

”So.” She chewed on her lip, mulling things, before she pushed through. ”I’m thinking…maybe…we should hang out. Maybe do that again, sometime. Except for the ambushing part, we can skip that next time. Unless you’re into it.” She lifted her head up high enough to look down the length of Fumi’s body towards her face. “You game?”

[ADarlingDucky]

For someone who had briefly tried to put a hand over Fumi's mouth to make sure she didn't make too much noise, Wendy sure had failed to be quiet herself, right up until the moment that she flopped down on top of Fumi's body! Wendy had been sent through one hell of an orgasm, and now she lay panting atop Fumi's body, the fox pinned down but not in a big rush to get out, content to play with the white haired woman's thong as she waited for her to come to! Eventually, Wendy seemed to come back around, with Fumi's words finally reaching her as she rolled over to her back and gave Fumi's stomach a weak smack, quickly countering Fumi's words with a short joke, causing Fumi to let out a chuckle of her own!

"Whatever you say, princess." The fox replied, staring up at the ceiling above the pair as she reached down and grabbed hold of her trunks, slowly pulling them back up onto her waist, re-clothing herself now that she finally had the time! For a brief moment, her and Wendy simply lay next to one another, breathing heavily and recovering, until the southern belle raised her head up, and looked down her body towards Fumi! The fox met her gaze, and as Wendy proposed that they maybe meet one another again, a far cry from what she would have expected at the beginning of this encounter!

Fumi paused to consider it for a moment, but given the experience she just had, and Wendy's seeming softening attitude, it really was only a moment before she arrived at what felt like the natural answer!

"...You're on. We'll definitely be seeing each other again." Fumi said, slowly sitting up and pushing herself off of the table. "Oh, but if you swing a chair at me again, I really will make you regret it." It was hard to tell if she was joking or not. However, with plans to meet once more, Fumi flashed Wendy a wry smile, leaning down and delivering a quick peck on the forehead, before she'd begin making her way to the door, ready to leave with an unlikely new relationship formed!