ENID
Wanna Feel?
She takes Wednesdays hand and drags only her fingertips along her skin until they are met by material. Wednesday immediately feels the damp cloth of Enid's underwear, they are soaked through and Wednesday suddenly forgets how to swallow.
WEDNESDAY
Fuck. I'm suddenly much less nervous about whether you're into this or not
ENID
I'm like this most days when I'm around you. When I watch you undress, when you daydream and bite your lip... when you moan in your sleep...
Wednesday slides her lips along Enid's, sucking them into her own mouth, her fingers still rubbing on Enid's drenched panties, she hungrily bites down on Enid's bottom lip before releasing it with a pop. Planting a soft kiss by Enid's ear... she whispers.
WEDNESDAY
I only ever dream of you...
Enid inhales a judder of breaths, she could feel another load of cream ooze through her labia and try desperately to absorb into her already dripping underwear
ENID
You have no idea what you're doing to me...
She reaches down and shimmies her skirt off before reaching over to Wednesday and pulling hers down too. Throwing them off the bed, Enid drags her fingers down Wednesday's torso and slides her fingers into the waistband of her lacy black knickers. She pauses to meet Wednesday's gaze
WEDNESDAY
Take them off
Enid doesn't hesitate to start pulling them down
ENID
These are nice... are these Victoria's Secret?
WEDNESDAY
Enid. Please. Concentrate.
ENID
Right. Sorry... I'm focused
She smiles at Wednesday before continuing to pull the material down. Enid's mouth waters as she takes in Wednesday's pussy in all its glory, shuddering slightly as she sees the line of juice stretching between her moist panties and her glistening folds. Enid can't help but lean down and catch it with her tongue, swallowing it with a moan.
WEDNESDAY
Fucking touch me Enid... don't make me beg
Enid continues to pull Wednesday's underwear down until they just hang loosely off one ankle. She gently spreads Wednesday's lips apart with two fingers, pushing her middle finger down on her clit and slowly sliding around, coating her finger with so much of Wednesday's pussy juice, the sound of wetness echoed off the walls
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Wednesday: I don't own anything black. Chapter 27 (part 1)
Short StoryThis is one chapter from the series "Wednesday: I don't own anything black." As it's too explicit for TikTok
