Fooling the Mafia (closed for RPkitten)

[Rpkitten]

"There we are."

Tanya was quick to flip the screen and strike a casual pose before Bernard stepped all the way into the room and caught her in the middle of her work. She wasn't able to take in everything that had been on the screen, but did walk away with a key point -- looks like Marcus is even more influential than she had suspected, and was the one calling the shots for tonight!

"Sorry to keep you waiting, my dear...are you ready?"

"For you? I'm always ready," she teased with a smile and hooked her arm through his once more.

"I used to go on much more dangerous missions then this, let me tell you....but nowadays they get all the young colts to handle those ones."

"Oh? I bet you're a regular double-0-7," Tanya giggled and squeezed his arm.

"This place isn't what you think it is, Tanya. We don't always do legitimate business."

"I guessed as much," she tells Bernard and slips into the passenger seat of his car. "But I know how to keep my mouth shut and eyes closed when I need to. As long as I get paid, I don't really care what you important types do behind the scene." A blatant lie, but a necessary one.

After Bernard was around and in the other side of the car she asks, "So where are we going tonight? I sort of thought the card game was going to be at the club."

 

[Bevatoria]

OOC: You know what, there's no reason it couldn't have been at the club, now that I think of it. Oh well, too late to change it

IC:

"I guessed as much," Bernard looked at her in shock; this pretty thing seemed to be too young to have wits like that! He resolved he'd keep an eye on that one as the night went on. "But I know how to keep my mouth shut and eyes closed when I need to. As long as I get paid, I don't really care what you important types do behind the scene."

"A wise choice, my dear." This Tanya might have been smart, but she seemed to know when to say silent.

"So where are we going tonight? I sort of thought the card game was going to be at the club." she asked, and Bernard let her get into the car as the driver pulled away perfectly from the club.

"Anders prefers to control everything, but he's smart enough to realize when he can't. He'll make small concessions in the venue once in a while, especially when he's got his eye on a larger prize." He looked at Tanya expectantly. "I imagine, my dear, that he's thinking of getting you some field experience with someone who knows what he's doing!" Bernard smiled, his complete and utter lack of self awareness - of his real role in tonight's events - amusing the stone faced driver, who had only the slightest of smirks as Bernard continued.

"It's not far from here." Indeed, it wasn't, as only a few moments later - which couldn't have been more then ten minutes - the driver stopped, letting them out and what could have easily been mistaken for the club's back alley. The driver opened Tanya's door before opening Bernard's, and he paced forward towards the metal door, flanked by two sets of stone steps leading up to the two guards who could have been doppelgangers for the men who patrolled Anders' domain, dressed in identical white suit jackets and black pants.

The driver whispered in the two men's ears, and the larger, burlier one on the right knocked on the door three times. It opened up behind them, and the driver - now protector - led the trio into the building.

It opened up straight into a well lit room. Again, it could have been mistaken for one in Anders' club, with plush carpeting, dark mahogany furniture, and a generally subdued atmopshere. A middle aged man with thinning brown hair was wiping the well stocked bar on the far end of the room, where a redhead in a black dress sat, sipping her martini with a bored expression on her face.

Five other men of varying descents sat around a hexagonal table, with one empty seat. Green felt lined it, along with several stacks of chips, and the stone faced dealer turned towards Bernard, who slid in gracefully, Tanya on his arm.

"Thank you for waiting." He said plaintively, bowing. "This is Tanya." He leaned in to peck her lips, not expecting her to do anything more then necessary for show.

OOC: More pictures later - pressed for time at the moment.

 

[Rpkitten]

Tanya followed the guard and Bernard into the building, and immediately knew she'd have to play it careful in here -- these were not your common variety weekend gamblers, and she hoped her escort was as good as she thought. Or perhaps not... getting out of here alive would be easier if he turned out to be a massive loser, but then they'd have to face Anders' wrath. Sort of damned if they do, damned if they don't.

"This is Tanya," Bernard introduced her to the men in the room and she smiled to each of them in turn. She didn't say anything in return as she was picking up a women should be seen and not heard vibe in the room.

Instead she rests her arm on Bernard's shoulder, leans down to give him a kiss and whispers, "Good Luck."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Good Luck." whispered Tanya, giving Bernard a gentle kiss.

Bernard smiled at Tanya's kind gesture, reaching inside his jacket for a bundle of cash to hand to the dealer. It was $25,000 total, which was a bit higher then the normal buyin for the game: minimum $10,000, blinds of $50 and $100. But Bernard was ever confident in his ability to play with a lot of money in front of him; his losses lately had always been when he was short on money, unable to mitigate the bad luck he'd been experiencing. Today would be different, he vowed.

No sooner had he sat down then he lost over two thousand dollars on his first hand, but he was sure that was bad luck; his bluffs couldn't always be called so easily. Bernard shrugged it off and smiled, leaning back for what would hopefully be a long session.

At the bar, the only other woman in the place, a redhead in a short red dress waved Tanya over to the bar. She smiled demurely at Tanya, extending a perfectly manicured hand - again, red nail polish, her voice carrying the hint of a russian accent. "I'm Vera." she purred, waving over to the bartender. "Get her something to drink...it'll be a long evening." She smiled mischeviously. "Maybe not for you, though."

She let the implication in her statement go unanswered, only partially because it was the wrong one. "I haven't seen you here before...you work for Anders, yes?" The answer to her statement drew another laugh. "Rest assured, darling, you're almost safer here then you are in your own building." She nodded at the guards keeping steely eyes on the outer parts of the room. "Actually, I take that back. You *definitely* are....Anders would think nothing of levelling this entire area if anyone here thought about harming you." She ran her hand down Tanya's bare arm with a smile. "Have no fear, darling. Nothing will happen to you that you don't want to happen."

Her attention went behind Tanya to the ongoing game, the clicking of chips, cards, and lighthearted banter staying mostly around the table. "Which is more then I can say for your friend." Bernard was in their peripheral view, and she nodded towards him. "Even if you do not play cards..." She looked at Tanya questioningly. "...it is easy to tell what your friend is holding. Whether it is age, or arrogance, his face tells the other players everything they need to know about his holdings." Vera's expression soured even more as she eyed another player, one who happened to be raking in a very large pot.

"Especially for him." She glared at a man, well dressed in a black suit, tie, and pants, and a perfectly white shirt, tailored perfectly. Vera held her glare for the briefest moment before turning back to her drink, taking a big swig of it. She motioned towards the bartender for another as she answered Tanya's query. "That is Martin. My 'boyfriend'." Vera carefully put the wrong emphasis on the last word, as if it was a title only, and not a fact in reality. "He claims to love me, but all he cares about is this game...and having me on his arm to show off." Vera took another swig of her drink, turning towards Tanya with a sad and angry look on her face.

 

[Rpkitten]

Tanya kept her face still and confident despite Bernard swiftly losing two grand. It was all part of the game... lose a few hands and lure your opponents into a false sense of security so you can take their chips by the handful later. Or at least that's what she hoped was going on...

Shortly after she was summoned away from the table by the only other eye-candy in the room, a sexy redhead with an alluring demeanor she could stand to learn from. "Nice to meet you. I'm Tanya," she smiled and accepted the woman's offered hand before perching herself atop a stool at the bar. She crossed her long legs and clasped her hands over the knees as they chatted.

"Get her something to drink...it'll be a long evening. Maybe not for you, though."

"Don't count him out so soon," Tanya grinned back at her tease. "That man's full of surprises." Or at least she hoped he was, or they were both going to be in hot water after this.

"I haven't seen you here before...you work for Anders, yes?"

Tanya nodded over the lip of her drink as she drew in a sip.

"Actually, I take that back. You *definitely* are....Anders would think nothing of levelling this entire area if anyone here thought about harming you." She ran her hand down Tanya's bare arm with a smile. "Have no fear, darling. Nothing will happen to you that you don't want to happen."

Tanya felt a curious chill when Vera caressed her arm -- a flirtatious gesture that made her wonder if keeping the Russian woman distracted was part of the evening that she hadn't planned for. And her last statement about nothing happening that she 'doesn't want to happen.' Curious...

Vera turned the conversation and their attention towards the table, and the men gambling -- especially her 'boyfriend' Martin. She noticed the sorrow marring her beautiful face and felt sorry for the girl. "That's too bad," she smiled. "You deserve better. None of my business, but you need to either show him why you're more important than a silly card game, or go find someone who'll treat you right."

Her gaze turned back to the game and she drew another sip. "Tell me about him. What's he do for a living?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"That's too bad," Tanya's smile was enticing, warm...almost drawing her in, as Vera thought about how long it'd been since she'd had any loving companionship. "You deserve better. None of my business, but you need to either show him why you're more important than a silly card game, or go find someone who'll treat you right."

A long, wistful sigh. "If life were always that simple, darling...." she pouted, stirring her drink idly with the straw that sat within it. "...neither of us would be here, I imagine." She looked at Tanya for a moment. "Sometimes we sacrifice what we want to get what we need..."

The other woman turned back to the game as she sipped from her drink. "Tell me about him. What's he do for a living?"

"Stock trader." she replied demurely. "Complicated business dealings and analysis. I don't bother myself with it." She blinked a couple of times, turning to the bar slightly. "Especially since I think he's lying."

A smirk lit her face. "Not that I care. As long as he can provide for my needs, I can be satisfied with whatever he does." She turned back to the table, nodding towards it. "Look at how he handles himself. How he eyes everyone there, showing nothing." She looked back at Tanya. "Does that look like a man who spends most of his days on the phone, trying to convince people to let him handle their money?" Vera took a swig of her drink. "This is what he does. I am convinced of it."

She kept her silence as she watched the table for a moment; Bernard took a small pot from one of the other players, but was clearly still down for the evening. "Imbecile." she breathed. "He is only holding the money until Martin takes it from him." She looked back with fire into Tanya's eyes. "Whether it takes an hour, two, or five, Martin will win. No amount of luck can save your friend."

Their voices stayed low in the relative din of the room, and Vera looked down again. "Martin does provide for my needs. But there are certain...other things I haven't gotten from him lately." Her legs parted ever so slightly on the stool, her dress rising slightly and her breathing getting heavy as she grasped one of Tanya's hands in hers. "Tell me, Tanya...do you want to help your friend win?" One side of her lips started to perk upwards as she took in the beautiful brunette; looking alluring and stunning across from her as she responded.

 

[Rpkitten]

Tanya felt her heart skip, her voice catch in the back of her throat when Vera parts her knees ever so slightly and take her hand. She'd never deny the attraction she's felt for other women, but it wasn't exactly her area of expertise. Apart from a few harmless make-out sessions or playful touching for free drinks at a club or party, she'd never indulged those cravings before. But now, here with Vera, she was finding it more difficult to pay attention to the game of cards. The game that Bernard was quire clearly on the verge of losing.

"Tell me, Tanya...do you want to help your friend win?"

Tanya nodded and leaned in closer to Vera, her hand turning to lightly intertwine her fingers with the other woman's. Her tongue unconsciously split her lips to wetten them as she whispered back, "Yes... what do I need to do?"

 

[Bevatoria]

Her response was everything Vera could have hoped for, as Tanya leaned in to her, intertwining their hands. She watched her sensually lick her lips before her response. "Yes... what do I need to do?"

Vera smirked, grabbing her glass. "Follow me." She kept the young lady's hands on hers, leading them on a slow walk towards a long leather couch on the far side of the room, still in view of the table. She sat down to where Martin could easily see them both, letting go of Tanya's hand only to run a manicured nail up her smooth skin.

"In a game like this," and Vera made it abundantly clear she was not talking about the poker, "there's no guarantee anything will work." Her eyes were following the finger she had placed on one of Tanya's arms, while the other hand laid her drink on a nearby table, as she gently placed her hand on Tanya's knee, leaning in closer to the young woman as she did. "But we might as well make sure that, win or lose, that somebody has fun, mmm?" Vera's gaze went down to the hand on Tanya's knee, slowly tracing a path up her bare thigh, enjoying the feeling her smooth skin as she grinned.

"There are two ways we can go about this." Unconsciously, she had already put herself on Tanya's side in whatever battle was to be fought as she pulled Tanya in closer, whispering now even as it looked like something else entirely to Martin and a couple of the guys watching; Bernard's gaze was elsewhere. Vera breathed into Tanya's ear now, idly fingering the clasp on the younger woman's dress as she did; she smelled terrific. "Before the night is over, I want to be pleasured by someone....and the only way to make sure that happens is to make sure Martin's focus is somewhere else."

She gently nibbled Tanya's ear as she moved to her other ear. "You can do that by seducing him...." She pulled back to look at Tanya, her lips mere inches from the other woman's face, fiery eyes of passion and hunger staring at her now. "....or me." The huskiness and wanton desire in her voice made it clear which option she preferred; but even if Martin's attention wasn't drawn away from the table, at least now she could have a little fun.

Vera shut her eyes, her hands trembling for a moment....

 

[Rpkitten]

Tanya felt goosebumps mark the flesh where Vera gently touched and a nervous chill dance down her spine. She inhaled deep the other woman's perfume and bathed in the shared warmth of their bodies pressing together. "You can do that by seducing him.... or me" she said, but there was no fooling who was really doing the seducing here, and Tanya answered by tilting her head and bringing her lips to Vera's -- a gentle caress of their lips, testing that barrier and sharing the heat of their breath mixing before wetting her lips and kissing her fully.

Tanya's hands lightly petted the Russian girl's hair, her own knees parting beneath Vera's touch. Her mouth opened, giving in to her building passion and inviting their tongues to snake together as her hands combed through Vera's hair towards the strap tied behind her neck.

 

[Bevatoria]

The woman's answer was all Vera could have hoped for as her opposite number leaned in, gently pressing her lips to hers, teasing and tasting the new experience. She seemed to pause briefly, wetting her lips before repeating the motion; more force and urgency in the second motion as Vera willingly gave herself up to this brunette temptress. Her hands went to Tanya's thighs, slowly teasing up her short, purple dress; wanting to open her up, to taste her...it had been so, so long...

Vera groaned, opening her mouth to dance with Tanya's tongue, exploring the vixen's mouth, playfully battling for control even as she was losing it, feeling the woman's hand run through her hair, moving towards her neck. She closed her eyes, the smile lighting her face even as they pressed more and more together. She fought the urge to recline on the couch and let her have her way; it had to be a display, one that Martin would see.

She opened her eyes for only the briefest of moments, both to see if Martin was looking, and to see if Tanya's gaze was as lusty as hers was. Martin had started to pay attention, although this was nothing he hadn't seen before as he tended to encourage Vera's 'exploration' of the fairer sex. As for Tanya, her eyes told her all she needed to know.

"They're starting to watch." she whispered, finally breaking the kiss briefly, even as her hands kept on roaming over Tanya's body; one on her shoulder, the other creeping up her dress. "I hope that doesn't bother you..." She kissed Tanya again, crushing her lips against her before pulling back once more, breathing heavily as she felt the strings of her dress loosening beneath her fingers.

"Please, Tanya...oh, please..."

 

[Rpkitten]

"I hope that doesn't bother you..."

Tanya answered the Russian seductress by meeting her kiss and propping one heel high on the other stool, causing the hem of her tiny dress to ride high and opened her knees for the woman's exploring. Her hands continued their own mission, now removing the strap to Vera's dress, breaking their kiss long enough to free it from her. She leaned in again, this time planting a suckling kiss to her neck as she worked Vera's dress down and freed her breasts.

Her lips returned to Vera's mouth. Her hands caressed their way between their bodies to cup beneath her tits, then ever so slowly squeezing and pushing up to massage her soft flesh until they found her nipples. A slight pant broke free from Tanya's lips and it took far more concentration than she expected to keep from pouncing on the woman fully. She had to remind herself this was still a show... and it was far more important to distract Martin than... well, 'distract' herself.

She breaks her kiss again, this time slipping her arms free from her own dress, but leaving it up so as to not deny her new friend the honor of undressing her.


((OOC Ack... it's going to take some time for me to get my head around this story and character again. Sorry if this is a bit fragmented, but I'm sure I can work through it.))

 

[Bevatoria]

OOC: That makes two of us. I actually had the two women move to a couch in the last post, so I'll just assume they're settling on there.

IC:


Vera moaned into Tanya's lips as the two women didn't as much battle for control as it was trying to settling on who was taking who, her hands roaming down and up the dress covering her lithe body. A soft whimper escaped her as the strap behind her neck was undone, and Tanya's kiss nestled into her as her breasts were exposed to the room, the cold air, the comforting darkness...and Martin's waiting eyes at the other end of the room. Again, their lips met sweetly as Vera's kiss was more urgent, more needy.

"Uhhhh...." Another needy gasp as Tanya's soft hands found her tits, pinching her nipples. Vera's eyes were glassy, unfocused with lust and desire as she let Tanya explore her body, her own hands teasing between Tanya's thighs, up her skirt to her wet panties. She pulled away from another tempting kiss, and Vera looked at her confused, and then knowingly as Tanya slipped her arms from her own dress, yet leaving it up.

She wants me to do it. To reveal her body.

It was fortunate that Bernard was looking away from the two women, as he won a hand where Martin literally just gaped at Vera and Tanya groping each other while he forgot to notice the other man's obvious tell. A good sign, but it would take far more then that to bring him down.

Fortunately, Vera was up for the task, even if the only task she was focused on right now was getting Tanya as exposed as she was, if not more. She pulled the younger woman's dress down her body, past her hips, past her thighs and down, her eyes greedily running over Tanya's tanned skin. Left only with a pain or panties to protect her modesty, Vera licked her lips as she pressed herself into her again, the warmth of their skin meeting as she pushed Tanya back into the couch, the smacking of their lips meeting almost audible.

She squeezed Tanya's small breasts, rolling her nipples in each hand with a wicked smile as their tongues met again. "Do you like that?" She teased with a deep, needy breath, before her hand went to Tanya's panties. "It feels like you do, you little minx..."

 

[Rpkitten]

((OOC: Still feeling quite rusty... it's been a while. I'm going to switch to first person to see if that helps. Don't feel like you have to too... and if it's distracting, I'll happily switch back. Just think it might help with my writers block...))


"Yes~oh, yes...." I panted my answer in short, hot bursts against the older woman's lips. I leaned back, my supple body melting against the plush sofa and slipped one long, toned leg around Vera so that the Russian seductress was drawn between my knees. Things were progressing quickly... whereas mere moments ago I was fully (if skimpily) dressed, I now found myself wearing nothing but a pair of thong panties that clung tight to my wet pussy.

Vera continued her advances and I surrendered to her. Another pinch to my nipples caused an eager moan to escape my lips. "Oh, god yes..." I panted with eyes glazed over by lust and tensed with anticipation as her hand glided threateningly down towards my aching, panty-clad pussy.

My own hands found her thighs and caressed their way north, under her dress until they met her own panties. I spared a momentary glance towards the poker table before pulling the back of her dress up to give the boys an eyeful of her lovely bum. My hands cupped and caressed her bottom, my lips finding the smooth, tight skin of her neck to suckle upon as I slowly, teasingly drew Vera's dress off the curves of her hips, and down towards her ankles.

 

[Bevatoria]

Vera only smirked at Tanya as she felt the back of her dress lifted to give the guys a show of her panty clad ass; definitely not as revealing as the tiny thong her counterpart was wearing, but given that her butt was the one pointing at them right now and not hers.... "Saucy." she leered, throwing her head back as Tanya submissively sucked at her neck and shoulder. Her hand impulsively was drawn from Tanya's breast to the back of her head, forcing her closer and downwards towards her freed breasts.

But the young woman had other plans, and Vera felt her dress pulled down her body, her hips and thighs shifting to expedite its travel to the couch behind her. Or the floor. Wherever it ended up, as long as the end result was more of this young woman's travelling hands and lips on her skin, Vera didn't care. Neither was her own hand idle as she cupped Tanya's wet thong, teasing a single finger inside as she leaned in to feel their bodies together, skin against skin.

The heat of the room was overwhelming, as if there wasn't a card game getting played nearby with several fully dressed and ogling men, and an aged gentleman quietly dragging in another healthy pot while the two women groped each other, increasingly not for their audience but more to feed the lustful desires they were building.

"Uhhhhh...." She moaned at another of Tanya's ministrations, rewarding the young woman with a healthy, punishing kiss of her lips as one hand pinched and twisted a free nipple. Her nails dug in slightly to the soft flesh while her other hand forced her thong to the side, testing Tanya's wet sex and moaning huskily at what she found there. The smell of desire that was increasingly filling the small space between them.

She couldn't bear any more time without feeling Tanya against her, but wanted the pleasure of her hands. And so even as her lips never left hers, her hands went to the young woman's hips - one wet with her juices - as she yanked the thong down, wanting the beauty completely exposed to her gaze, and the looks of the hungry, lustful men who's focus was not on winning money any more, but on the sexy coupling developing on the couch.

 

[Rpkitten]

Vera's hand combed through the front of my hair and applied enough pressure to guide me lower. I was lost in the heat of our bodies pressed together, my knees locking to her flanks to hold her tight against me, and was more than happy to comply. I completely surrendered to her guidance and began planting a trail of kisses from her neck into the valley between her breasts. I cupped each of her tits in my hands and took one of the nipples into my mouth. A soft kiss, a tender stroke of the tongue to one as I teased and pinched at the other.

Then I tense and moan around my mouthful of soft flesh as I feel her touch my thong, a single finger pushing against it to grind at my pussy. "Don't stop..." I whisper in a needy, pleading voice as I switch breasts and draw her other nipple between my lips.

My head is tilted back to meet Vera's lips and I take them with a hunger. I tilt my head aside, mouth open to slip my tongue into hers as my hands slowly tease and caress a trail down her bare back to grip her ass and hold her tight as we kiss. Then a shiver strikes, the first sign of a building quake, and I yelp with excitement against her lips as she forces my thong down. My hands are quick to help her, hips lifting against Vera as I clumsily get one leg out and kick the unwanted garment away with the other.

I kiss her again, my breath hot and ragged. "I'm yours," I whisper against her lips. "In any way you want me..." another kiss and quietly giggle "to hell with card games."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Oh, Tanya...." Her moan was audible as she felt Tanya's skilled mouth and fingers on her breasts, drawing more then her fair share of male attention as she surrendered to the young woman's ministrations. Even as Vera didn't see Tanya's thong dissapear off her body, the guys sure did, as a small lacy garment landed on the floor with a 'plop' near one of the man's feet. Bernard obliviously played on, his one real skill coming into play as his single minded focus allowed him to easily tell the other person had made his flush, folding with minimal losses - and a smile that Martin was finding increasingly irritating as his stack started to tumble.

"Pass." The old man lit up a cigar, shaking his head. "Come on, boys, you can do better then that, can't you?"

They could, but not while Vera was lustfully losing herself in Tanya's clutches, her breath catching both at yet another passionate kiss they shared and then the words which brought a shiver to her spine. "I'm yours...In any way you want me..." She moaned as Tanya kissed her again, adding more words to her incredibly submissive statement. "To hell with card games."

With the other woman now completely bare before her, Vera smirked as her finger found its way inside of Tanya's sex, slipping inside of her easily as she felt the wetness engulf it. "Are you sure you mean that?" Slowly, Vera started to taste the power she had over her, one finger becoming two as she slowly fingered the young nymph who was entangled with her, her other hand tangling itself in her long locks, exposing her neck and collar to her. "I could have you do anything...." He kept fingering her, enjoying Tanya's writhing and moaning as the she revelled in the sheer debauchery of their scene.

She stopped fingering her only to pull the wet fingers to her lips peeking at the guys as she tasted Tanya's sex. "Mmmmm...." She purred, offering her fingers to Tanya to suck on before she couldn't resist another locking of their lips as she squeezed Tanya's hair, enjoying her moans and cries as she returned to fingering the submissive young woman under her. Their bodies continued to writhe and push against each other in the oppressive heat of their little corner...

 

[Rpkitten]

"Are you sure you mean that?" Vera asked and I felt another of her fingers plunge effortlessly into my drenched pussy. Her other hand combed through my hair and urged my head aside and exposed my neck to her lips once more. My eyes closed and my tensed muscles shivered in anticipation of how she might tease me next.

"I could have you do anything...."

"Yes...." I whispered through quivering lips and pressed one hand over hers to add to her pressure and urge her to continue toying with me. "Yes, Vera," I whispered hot against the Russian woman's cheek. "Whatever you want... nothing out of bounds..." I begged her not to stop.

But stop she did. I felt her pry her hand free and withdraw her fingers from my wetness. My eyes opened with confusion, desperate to know why she had ceased working her magic. Before me I found her face, cheeks flushed and brow slightly damp, and holding two slick fingers before my lips. My lips curled into a grin and I extended my tongue to run the length of her digits, lapping my own lust from her before suckling them whole to savor the flavor of my own pussy.

Her fingers withdrew and she pulled me into another kiss where I repeated my vow against her lips. "Whatever you want... nothing out of bounds."

 

[Bevatoria]

Her kiss only drove Vera further, her hunger only being enflamed by the young woman's submission and lust as she pushed he lips further into Tanya's grasp, her words enticing. "Whatever you want... nothing out of bounds." They reverberated in her head even as her skin tingled with desire and excitement, the heat wafting off of both women in their heated embrace.

"I'll remember that." She teased, licking Tanya's lips. "But for now we still have to help your man win, hmmm?" Her long fingers and nails teased Tanya's clit, her sex, as she toyed with the nubile brunette beneath her. "Which isn't to say you won't enjoy it...." Vera pulled back slightly, shifting so that her back was to the couch, and the front of her body, fully exposed, now facing the men. "Come sit on my lap, darling..." She started, tugging more insistently as she pulled her own legs together; the gesture only spurring on her arousal as she whimpered at the loss.

But it would be worth it, as she pulled Tanya onto her lap, flesh on flesh as she spread the young woman's legs over her own, putting her on full display for the guys at the table. Her small, strong hands started to run over the front of Tanya's body, teasing her much like she had before - only rougher, and now with several guys seeing exactly what she was doing.

"Show me what you like, Tanya..." She kissed the side of her neck. "...show them. Let the men see where you like to be touched..how you like it..."

 

[Rpkitten]

I surrendered and allowed Vera to turn and position me in her lap, facing away from what I desired (her) but towards where my attention was needed. I opened my thighs as I sat in her lap and felt especially vulnerable -- my sex opened to the view of the room and I was in a position where I could be touched, but denied the ability to touch back.

"Show me what you like, Tanya...show them. Let the men see where you like to be touched..how you like it..." Vera whispered against my neck and kissed me there. My body shivered. A gasp laced with sexual need escaped my lips.

My eyes danced across the men playing cards and I raked my tongue against my lips. My left hand drew Vera's up to my small tits and rigid nipple. Her right hand was urged lower and placed atop my mound. My head tilted back and turned to press my lips to whatever they could reach -- brow, cheek, lips -- as my hip pressed out against her touch.

 

[Bevatoria]

The sight for the men playing cards - except the affable Bernard, who was busy raking in another large pot, the guys all increasingly agitated and flustered - was an erotic one. One woman quivering, her legs spread and lips desperately trying to find purchase, moaning with need and desire. The other behind her, 'letting' her hands be guided to the younger woman's breasts and pussy, her fingers skillfully pushing and pinching as her lips wantonly met the other woman's. But they were both wet and slippery, so it looked like they were more desperate for it, the brief kisses quickly following one after the other, as if they couldn't get enough of it.

Which wasn't entirely false. Neither was the pretext of both of the woman being lost in lust, too far gone to care about the four sets of male eyes watching them. Vera savored the feel of Tanya's lips against hers, of her hands freely exploring her naked body, and two fingers slowly sliding in and out of Tanya's dripping sex, the smacking of their lips only interrupted by a soft, commanding whisper as her left hand finally left Tanya's tit to squeeze the younger woman's hair.

"Pinch and squeeze your tits like you wish I would." She said huskily before kissing her again, forcing her tongue back into the younger woman's mouth to taste her, to explore her as much as she could. "Like you wish they would." Vera hissed, meaning the men. She loved her moaning against him, every little squirm and thrust against her fingers as she slowly finger fucked her. It was a show for the men, but it was for her, too, as Vera craned Tanya's neck awkwardly to get more access to the young woman's body; for too long she'd been neglected, and now Tanya was the unwitting target of her sexual frustration.

Even as a new frustration built at the card table while Martin was seeing red, seeing his woman torture another while all he could do was play the game that was seeming stupider and stupider by the moment. The money mattered, but in a way, it didn't...not anymore.

"Mmmmm...." Vera moaned as her body pulsed against Tanya's with need.