Celeb Fun

McKenna had only meant to grab a drink at the after-party when Melissa found her in the quiet hallway. The older woman’s eyes dragged down McKenna’s short black dress like a promise. “You keep looking at me like that and I’m going to do something about it,” Melissa murmured, voice low and rough.

McKenna’s pulse jumped. “Maybe I want you to.”

Melissa didn’t waste time. She backed McKenna against the wall, mouth claiming hers in a hot, open kiss that tasted like champagne and hunger. Her hand slid under the hem of the dress, fingers brushing the edge of lace panties. “Already wet for me? Good girl. Tell me how badly you want my mouth on that pretty pussy.”

McKenna gasped, hips canting forward. “So fucking bad. I’ve thought about it for months.”

They barely made it to Melissa’s suite. The door clicked shut and clothes hit the floor in a rush of silk and skin. Melissa pushed McKenna onto the bed, spreading her thighs wide. She dragged her tongue up the inside of one trembling leg, stopping just short of where McKenna needed her.

“Look at you, dripping,” Melissa said, breath hot against slick folds. “I’m going to lick every drop and then fuck you with my fingers until you scream my name.”

McKenna moaned, hands fisting the sheets. “Please, Melissa. Eat me. Talk dirty while you do it.”

Melissa’s tongue flattened against her clit and licked in slow, filthy circles. “This sweet little pussy tastes even better than I imagined. So pink and swollen for me.” She sucked the swollen bud between her lips, then slid two fingers deep inside, curling them hard against that spot that made McKenna’s back arch off the mattress. “That’s it. Fuck my face. I want to feel you come all over my tongue.”

McKenna’s thighs shook as she rode Melissa’s mouth, filthy words spilling out. “God, your tongue is so fucking good. Don’t stop. I’m gonna come if you keep talking like that.”

Melissa pulled back just enough to speak, fingers still pumping. “Come for me then. Soak my face while I tell you how tight this cunt feels around my fingers. I’m going to make you come again and again until you can’t walk straight tomorrow.”

The first orgasm hit hard, McKenna crying out Melissa’s name, thighs clamping around her head. Melissa didn’t stop. She licked through the aftershocks, added a third finger, and started fucking her in earnest. “Look at you, taking three fingers like such a greedy slut. You love this, don’t you? Love being spread open and used by me.”

McKenna’s second climax built faster, sharper, her moans turning into broken pleas. “Yes—fuck—Melissa, I’m coming again, please don’t stop talking—”

Melissa’s voice stayed filthy and steady even as McKenna shook apart around her hand. “That’s my girl. Come all over me. I want you to be messy and loud.” She kissed her way up McKenna’s trembling body, straddling one thigh so their wet cunts could grind together. “Now it’s my turn. I’m going to ride this pretty thigh until I come, and you’re going to tell me how wet it makes you.”

Their hips found a rhythm, slick skin sliding, clits catching on every thrust. McKenna gripped Melissa’s ass, pulling her harder. “You feel so fucking good on me. I can feel how swollen your clit is. Come on me, Melissa. Soak my leg while you tell me what a dirty girl I am for wanting this.”

Melissa’s rhythm faltered as she got close. “You are dirty. My dirty little starlet who begged for my mouth. Fuck, I’m coming—McKenna—” She shuddered hard, with her pussy pulsing against McKenna’s thigh, then collapsed forward for a messy kiss that tasted like both of them.

They rolled, McKenna taking the top, grinding down again. “One more,” she whispered. “I want to come with you again.”

Fingers tangled, mouths met, and the room filled with the wet sound of bodies moving together and the constant stream of whispered filth that kept pushing them higher. By the time they finally collapsed, spent and slick with sweat, the night felt far from over.