One shots

NathalieXEmilie Part 2

But Nathalie didn't want to be the only one with that sensation and so she shyly began to open Emilie's bra, to then, as the other woman had done with hers, start to gently twirl her nipples between her fingertips, her very soft and nimble finger tips, making the tenderness lacking actress moan in an instant.

"Oh yes Nathalie, you make me feel so good, just give me one of those hands!"

And with that she grabbed the assistant's hand with her left and guided it towards her wet ladyparts, while her right slid between Nathalie's thighs again, where she carefully began to circle her entrance with two fingers, gently pushing them against the slight resistance of her hymen until she could hear the woman cry out:

"Oh fuck, Emilie, just do it, I need you to.....ugh...."

She felt a short pain, followed by a moment of discomfort, but then that blissful sensation returned and she carefully reciprocated the touch, thrusting two fingers into the blond woman's depth to hear her moan right beside her ear:

"Oh yes, my Nathalie, just like that oh God yes!"

Feeling even more aroused by that, Nathalie started to kiss her savagely again, both very quickly reaching that incredibly pleasuring high again and were moaning loudly.

Panting they collapsed against each other, and relished in another kiss when a sudden angry voice came from the doorway:

"So that's what my 'beloved' wife is doing when I'm not home? Screwing my assistant!"

"Sir, I....I didn't mean to, I wasn't it wasn't, it was all my fault, I heard Emilie cry and just wanted to comfort her and oh my, could you please turn around...I....", she quickly grabbed for the duvet to cover herself, when Emilie took the word:

"Shush, dear, relax. He's just jealous, that much I can tell. And not because of you!"

She was now approaching her husband and whispered hoarsely as she grabbed his tie:

"Well Gabriel, though you don't like screwing me anymore, I know you want too do her, so why don't you just join us?"

He gulped. Twice.

Then he whispered, so Nathalie wouldn't hear him:

"Emilie, even if I would and I am not saying I want to....shouldn't you ask her before suggesting something like that?"

But his wife just smirked at him and took his hand.

"Just trust me, darling", she hummed and dragged him with her.

"I-I should j-j-just leave you alone...", Nathalie now stammered, but Emilie shook her head.

"Oh come on, dear, I know, that you want to stay. I just suggested Gabriel that he could join us. And well, even though he said, I had to ask for your permission and denied everything, he came with me. Isn't that right, Gabriel?"

The designer couldn't meet Nathalie's gaze.

"I....didn't...I-I....", he stammered.

"Just shut up, Gabriel!", she ranted now and pulled his jacket and vest at once off of him. With a few dexterous moves, she had opened the buttons of his shirt and pants and left him in only his underwear.

Snaking her hands along his chest, she quickly reached into his boxers letting out a surprised:

"Woah", when she felt his throbbing erection, "tell me again, you don't want her. You haven't been that hard for me, since Adrien was born!"

Gabriel moaned at her touch. Then he grabbed her almost violently and nudged her onto the mattress, making her lie right next to the still scared looking Nathalie.

"I think, I really should leave", she said almost soundless.

Her boss took a deep breath and eventually looked at her.

Nathalie gulped, when their eyes met.

"Please, stay!", was all he said, before he pulled Emilie with him and kissed his assistant vigorously.

Nathalie was frozen for a moment, but Emilie quickly scooted closer and took her hand, placing it at her own intimates, while she turned herself upside down and started to kiss Nathalie's little nub again, making the younger woman moan into Gabriel's mouth.

The painfully aroused man thought his penis was about to burst, when he slowly began to caress the beautiful body underneath him.

His wife had in the meantime kissed her way along the woman's thighs to slowly take him into her mouth completely, then pull back and do it again.

"Oh God, yes", he cried out, as he felt her swallowing him whole.

Emilie smirked and kissed along his stomach and chest until she reached his ear. There she whispered something and pointed her head at Nathalie, who had her eyes closed and was shivering in anticipation.

Gabriel lifted an eyebrow. He couldn't believe, what his wife had just told him.

"Go slow, she was still a virgin until like a minute ago!"

Panting heavily, he focused on taking his time and started to gently kiss his assistants neck, then her beautiful, well formed breasts, her pink areolas and sucked softly on them a moment later.

Nathalie tried again to cover her mouth, so she could stifle her moan, but it was the other woman this time, who began to kiss her wildly and give her a little bit of confidence. Gabriel couldn't hold back much longer and took his boxers off completely, to then tease his assistant's entrance with his throbbing erection, feeling her tense immediately.

He paused and looked at her, cupping her cheek to make her meet his gaze.

When she did, he whispered lovingly:

"Is this alright, my Nathalie?"

She couldn't speak, but nodded barely noticeable.

He was now shivering himself, when he felt Emilie's hand slowly guiding his member to the dark haired woman's entrance.

"God Emilie, you're driving me crazy", he groaned and reached between her legs to savagely thrust two fingers into her.

"Oh fuck, yes!", the blond female now moaned and let go of his penis that was right in front of Nathalie's opening now.

He took his other hand to grab it himself and slowly, very slowly, pushed into the woman's core.