Under The Stars Ch. 02

That involved swirling her tongue around Jane's nipples, sometimes with her lips wrapped around them, sometimes not, but either way with her hands constantly playing with the other girl's tits, cupping one into her mouth/tongue while tweaking the nipple of the other. Meanwhile her mouth was plenty busy providing suction when needed, Darcy mostly keeping it gentle but occasionally increasing the force momentarily just to get an extra loud moan out of Jane.

Darcy continued this for a really long time. Like, way longer then she usually did. This was partly because Darcy felt like she owed Jane. She had totally got carried away last night and skipped out on these pretty titties. It seemed only right to give them twice as much attention this time round. More importantly Darcy was pretty sure she had risked her internship, her friendship with Jane and the chance for more with her when she treated Jane like she was just another girl she had picked up in a bar. She had pinned her down and fucked her fast and hard when she needed to be slow and gentle.

Determined not to make the same mistake twice Darcy waited until she literally had Jane whimpering with need before finally moving her mouth downwards, again forcing herself to go slowly as possible. That involved pressing her lips to almost every inch of Jane's flat stomach before she settled in between her legs, and even then instead of going straight for her prize Darcy kissed up and down the older woman's thighs while pausing every so often to take in the heavenly scent of a aroused pussy.

That actually had Jane whimpering, "Darcy... please..."

Jane blushed when those words came from her lips, but she just couldn't help herself. Darcy got her so very worked up. More so than ever before. After all, she had always heard sex was overhyped so she tried her best not to dwell on it, even as a teenager. When she finally had sex it had maybe been a little better than she was expecting, but nothing mind blowing, so Jane could still happily go about her business not dwelling on it too much. Then the sex goddess known as Darcy Lewis had stomped into her life and suddenly Jane was thinking about sex all the time. Lesbian sex. Lesbian sex with her assistant. And last night she'd had it and it had blown her mind. Darcy had blown her precious mind to pieces and for the better part of 24 hours Jane had been thinking about Darcy in between her thighs, the astrophysicist feeling more like a horny teenager than she'd ever done as a teenager as she struggled to concentrate on her work.

Darcy was a cruel goddess to make Jane want her so much when them being together was so very wrong. So against the rules. So bad, so naughty, so forbidden, so potentially career damaging. And Jane's career was so very important to her, but she had never wanted anything like she wanted Darcy in that moment. And then there was the biggest cruelty of all. For Darcy to tell Jane she wanted her and just tease her like this. It was torture. Torture which was wonderful and horrible at the same time in a way which Jane could have never imagined.

In this heightened state Jane was surprised she didn't literally melt away at her little two word cry because it caused Darcy to lift her head and give her a devastatingly sexy grin. Then Darcy slowly removed Jane's panties, the younger girl taking a frustratingly long time to get that final piece of clothing off. Then finally Darcy lent forward, stuck out her tongue and pressed it against the bottom of the older brunette's pussy lips, Jane's eyes rolling in the back of her head as that soft wet muscles slowly slid all the way up her downstairs lips and immediately repeated the process.

For a brief moment Jane literally thought she was cumming. Then just briefly she thought she was having multiple orgasms, one for each lick. But then Jane remembered the experience she'd had less than 24 hours ago and concluded that this was barely a car explosion compared to the supernova that was last night. No, Jane wasn't cumming. She was just experiencing mind-numbing pleasure. Literally, Jane's precious mind feeling like it literally couldn't cope with what she was feeling, the brilliant astrophysicist becoming lost to the wonderful sensations being caused by her assistant's tongue.

Darcy was also having problems thinking clearly. She nearly always did when she began licking a pussy, especially if it was the first time. Of course technically this wasn't but Darcy had rushed things so much during the real first time that this kind of felt like a do over. A much-needed do over as Darcy had almost blown her chance with a near-perfect woman by treating Jane like she was just another slut she had picked up. Jane deserved better and Darcy was determined to give it to her.

It wasn't easy, part of Darcy still very much wanting to fuck Jane like a lesbian slut, but she was just about able to keep herself in check. The toughest test so far was tasting Jane's pussy juice. Darcy remembered thinking last night it was as sweet as she imagined but her memory didn't do it justice, the busty brunette letting out a desire filled moan even as her tongue was still travelling over Jane's pussy lips. The hardest part was knowing that those juices would be more plentiful if Darcy pushed her tongue or even her fingers into Jane's cunt, that would have to wait for later. Right now Darcy was determined to take her time. To slid her tongue slowly and gently up and down Jane's downstairs lips. To... to make love to Jane's pussy. To make love to Jane.

Momentarily Darcy stopped, Jane letting out a heart-breaking whimper of dissatisfaction which quickly had the younger brunette returning to the extremely important job of making love to Jane Foster. Still, in that brief moment Darcy realised that was literally what she was doing. Making love. Something honestly Darcy had never done. Sure, she'd had gentle sex before, lots of times actually, but she refused to call it making love. She'd actually kicked a girl out of her room one time for calling it that, after she'd had sex with her of course. But Darcy had never cared about any of those people the way she cared about Jane. She had liked most of them to some degree, but she hadn't loved them. But she loved Jane. She was in love with her.

Darcy Lewis was in love with Jane Foster. Deeply and truly. And while Darcy had kind of known that, known that her feelings for Jane went far beyond a stupid crush, it was then that it truly hit her that she was literally in love with her boss. Her sweet, neurotic, socially awkward, sexually repressed, head in the clouds boss Jane Foster who was no where near on the same wavelength. Fuck, Darcy was in so much trouble, the intern desperately trying to concentrate on just one part of the problem, that being she had no idea how to make love to someone.

If Jane had known that was what Darcy was thinking she would have said that was absurd. That no one had ever shown her the passion Darcy had. The intensity. The skill. And sure, Jane was going to have to have a long scary think about her sexuality because this proved last night wasn't a fluke and as much as she tried to tell herself otherwise the astrophysicist wasn't so sure it was possible to be gay for just one person, even if they were as gorgeous as Darcy Lewis. But Jane's brilliant brain was in no condition to properly analyse those thoughts, nor could she really coherently think about them enough to worry her. Because at the moment it felt like all of Jane's worries melted away along with every molecule in her body and she became a happy puddle of goo.

While the pleasure originated in her pussy it spread throughout Jane's body until every part of her from her toes to the hair on her head seem to be alive with red-hot ecstasy. It only got better when Darcy started moving her tongue clockwise and anticlockwise as well as up and down. That was followed up by Darcy's tongue sliding over her clit, Jane's body jolting up slightly the initial sensation was so intense. Then after half a dozen licks to that sensitive bundle of nerves Darcy took it into her mouth and sucked on it gently, tears literally falling from Jane's eyes it felt so good.

Soon after that Darcy started teasing Jane's entrance. She had carefully avoided it up until now, Darcy starting her licks from just above it, just the side of it, or below it and then going around. Now the intern not only went over it she lingered there almost as much as on Jane's clit, which she was currently spending what felt like minutes on in between licks. Darcy also began wrapping her mouth around Jane's pussy, pretty much drinking her juice straight from the source while trying to suck on the astrophysicist's entrance as much as possible.

All this had Jane feeling suddenly desperate to cum, so much so that words began tumbling from her lips without her permission, "Darcy... Darcy... oh God Darcy! Darcy please mmmmmmm ooooooooh... please Darcy, oooooohhhhhhhh, I, oh, ahhhhhhhhh, oh God, mmmmmmm, Darcy!"

"Yes Jane?" Darcy teased, lifting her head up and flashing Jane the most wicked grin she had ever seen, "What can I do for you, boss?"

Those words, that grin, and perhaps most of all seeing her own juices glistening on Darcy's face almost made Jane cum on the spot. Unfortunately she just trembled with desire, blushed red in embarrassment and whimpered in a mixture of both.

Realising Jane needed a little encouragement Darcy slid a finger over the older woman's pussy lips. Like with her tongue before it she concentrated on Jane's fuck hole and clit, pushing almost but not quite inside the entrance while rubbing that sensitive ball of nerves. Darcy kept these touches gentle but they easily had the clearly desperate to cum Jane writhing enjoy and frustration, Darcy perhaps taking a little too much time to enjoy the power she now had over her friend/employer.

Finally Darcy provided her friend a way out, "Tell me what you want Jane. All you have to do is say the words, and I'll do it."

Again, Jane blushed, trembled and whimpered, but with what felt like a lot of effort she was able to get out, "P, please ooooooohhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh Darcy, ohhhhhhhh Goooooodddddddd! Make me, ooooohhhhhh, please, mmmmmmmm, make me cum!"

Darcy grinned widely, knowing she should just live up to her word right then and there but unable to stop herself from teasing, "How exactly? Would you like me to use my tongue or my fingers to fuck you and make you cum? Do you have a preference Jane? Would you prefer to cum on my fingers or tongue? What do you wanna cream on? Fingers or tongue, tongue or fingers? What do you want boss lady?"

From the way Jane continued blushing, trembling and whimpering Darcy felt a little guilty. To be fair this was extremely PG compared to most of the stuff she said in everyday life, let alone sex were usually she had a mouth which could make a sailor blush. Or at least one sailor, but he really hadn't been as tough as he pretended to be. Point was Darcy was doing her best to hold back, and she wasn't expecting an answer. She just wanted to tease Jane a little more before finally giving her what she wanted.

Then suddenly to Darcy's surprise Jane cried out, "Both! Please, mmmmmmm, both! Ohhhhhhh God, ooooooohhhhhh Darcy, oh Darcy... Darcy, fuck me! Fuck me Darcy!"

After that Jane became completely incoherent. That wasn't her fault, it was Darcy's for slamming her finger inside Jane's cunt and wrapping her lips around her boss's clit, making the astrophysicist cum instantly. It seemed like the right thing to do after prudish little Jane Foster managed to say a bad word twice, and perhaps more impressively asked to be fucked by both Darcy's tongue and her fingers. True she hadn't said the exact words, but Darcy would work on that. But corrupting Jane could wait for later, right now was important was rewarding Jane for her words with a series of nice, hard orgasms.

The first one was a good start, Darcy keeping her finger still inside Jane while only gently sucking on her clit so that the other girl could finish riding out her climax before given any more stimulation. Well, Darcy also really enjoyed feeling Jane spasm around her finger, and coating that digit with cum, but those were just bonuses. When Jane started to recover Darcy immediately started finger fucking her, gently at first but constantly building up the speed until she was slamming her finger in and out of her boss's pussy as hard as she could. Darcy also increased the suction on Jane's clit and eventually pushed another finger into her cunt, Darcy's bad ass skills easily making Jane cum several times before finally replacing her fingers with her tongue. When she did her tongue didn't actually spend much time inside Jane as Darcy was so busy swallowing the other girl's cum, which got enough hard thrusts to make the older brunette thrust up into her face almost violently, Darcy of course loving every second of it.

Jane was also loving every second of this. In fact that was an understatement, but in her current state Jane certainly couldn't think of a better way to describe it. Nor could she actually describe it, other than maybe simply Darcy was fucking her with her tongue and making her cum, the normally detailed obsessed astrophysicist unable to give a more detailed description than that. Luckily she wasn't currently being asked to give a description. For now she wasn't being asked to do anything except lie back and enjoy. However Jane was pretty sure Darcy would want her to return the favour, and if she was even going to be conscious in a few minutes she was going to have to make Darcy stop.

There was easier said than done, Darcy clearly reluctant to remove her mouth from Jane's cunt. To be fair Jane didn't exactly ask. She couldn't find the nerve too. Heck, she could barely find the emotional, and physical, strength to reach down, grab a hold of Darcy's hair and give it a tug. And another. And another. Then in a move more fuelled by frustration than anything else Jane pulled roughly on Darcy's hair, causing the unpaid intern to finally pull her tongue from her boss's pussy and cry out in pain. She also moved a little upwards so Jane succeeded in her goal, but she also gave Jane this heart-breaking look like she was worried she had done something wrong.

Wanting to assure Darcy she hadn't Jane kissed her assistant. It was meant to be slow and gentle, a prelude to Jane asking Darcy if they could swap places. But Jane hadn't factored in tasting herself on Darcy's lips, the effect turning her feeling of obligation to return the favour to a burning need for the other woman. As a result the kiss quickly went from slow and gentle to rough and needy, Jane breaking the kiss only briefly so she could push Darcy down onto her back and get on top of her before shoving her tongue into her mouth.

Jane wasn't sure how long that kissing session lasted for, all she knew was when she finally started kissing her way down her assistant's body Darcy huskily called out, "Jane, have you ever been in a 69 before?"

Instantly her lust filled confidence was completely forgotten, Jane looking up at a grinning Darcy and blushing like the amateur to sex she was before finally shaking her head and practically squeaking, "I... erm... no..."

Finding Jane's response adorable Darcy beamed and asked, "Would you like to try it?"

For a moment Jane actually thought about it before mumbling, "Ok."

Again Darcy smiled, this one far more wicked than the other, and pointed to her mouth, "Then park your sexy butt right here."

Trying and failing not a blush again Jane quickly moved around and lowered her pussy down onto her assistant's face, Darcy looking impressed which Jane took issue with. After all it wasn't like she didn't understand the concept. Heck, she almost suggested it to her previous lovers but chickened out, a decision Jane instantly regretted the second her pussy came to rest against Darcy's mouth, the younger woman wasting no time in pushing her tongue back into the brainy brunette's cunt and beginning to fuck her with it. Not wanting to lose track of returning the favour Jane pretty much instantly began licking Darcy's pussy, in effect made easy that her positioning. And she was kind of proud of herself that she only briefly hesitated, and after her tongue touched Darcy's twat Jane didn't hesitate again for the rest of the night.

Darcy was really tempted to make Jane cum quickly. The brief pause in the tongue fucking, and Jane's embarrassment at the question about the 69 and the 'sexy butt' remark Darcy had been unable to stop herself making, had significantly calmed the older girl's pussy down. However Darcy had faith that her mad skills could easily get Jane's pussy purring for her again in no time. However that break had Darcy realising just how fucking badly she wanted to cum. Hell, she'd settle just for a little pleasure, something she got when Jane's tongue touched her twat.

The first lick was a little slow given how worked up Darcy was however things quickly improved from there, Jane's lick gradually increasing in speed and force until finally the older brunette pushed her tongue into Darcy and FUCK! Darcy literally came on the spot. Although to be fair to her she had no idea just how long that pussy licking had lasted, and Jane's heavenly juices had been literally flooding her mouth for what seemed like an eternity, and there had been all that foreplay, and most of all Darcy had been practically soaking her panties all day thinking about Jane. Not just about fucking her but about being with her, Darcy fucking Jane so good that her boss would want a relationship with her, the idea of it making Darcy hot during the day but now the thought drove her insane with lust.

Again to be fair to Darcy it wasn't like Jane helped her mental state. No her boss chose to wrap her mouth around Darcy's cunt and greedily swallow nearly every drop of Darcy's cum, and when it was all gone Jane barely paused before slamming her tongue back inside the younger brunette and fucking her hard until she came again. What could Darcy possibly do accept return the favour, slamming her own tongue in and out of Jane's fuck hole until she got a mouthful of yummy girl cum. Although a face full might of been more accurate, Jane grinding her cunt against Darcy's face in a way which made it tough for even a experienced rug muncher like Darcy to swallow all the girly cream.

Darcy was pretty sure the grinding was unintentional. Although horny Jane was a little bit of a top, a fact Darcy really, really liked. But intentional or not Darcy felt the need to show that when it came to sex, she was the boss. Or at least the more experienced one. The point was that Darcy used her fingers to gain an unfair advantage, again replacing her tongue so she could lick Jane's clit and slam her fingers into her boss's pussy. Of course that backfired on Darcy, Jane's latest orgasm so overwhelming that the astrophysicist fainted again. Luckily that climax coincided with one of Darcy's and Jane fell forward slightly. The latter wasn't much of a comfort because Darcy was currently too exhausted to move and she was just realising how uncomfortable and sandy the floor/roof was. It did mean however the last thing she saw before exhaustion took over and she fell asleep were Jane's pretty pussy and the other girl's precious stars, Darcy finding both sights beautiful.

That said next time they had sex, and Darcy was definitely going to make sure there was a next time, they should probably find somewhere more comfortable than under the stars.