Katy & Rihanna's First Resort

"You can, I can feel it here, you'll be fine if you just relax and you're gonna love it when it's in," she said softly. Katy looked at her for a second, seeing her resolve, then bit her lip and dropped her head back heavily to the bed. Rihanna continued moving her hand, feeling Katy's tension as her pelvic muscles squeezed at her, her nerves obvious as she kept grasping at Rihanna's hand, slowing the movement.

"Just relax," Rihanna advised, knowing she just had to get the Californian to calm down again and she'd slip her hand in before she knew about it. Katy took a deep breath and her pussy gave a very tight clench on Rihanna's hand, then she exhaled and relaxed, her pussy opening up again as it had been before, committing herself to accepting the attempted insertion. She didn't panic though, even as she felt a rush of excitement that Katy had essentially committed to going for it, taking her time to work at her lover and not rush things and catch her immediately, working her digits to relax Katy more and get her back into things. It was a good couple of minutes, during which Perry started grunting and rocking her hips, hands twisting in the bedding again as she got into things, almost seeming to forget about things, which is what Rihanna wanted, figuring it was best to catch her off guard for this first time.

Rihanna pulled her thumb back in readiness, just giving a couple more pushes of her hand, then folded her thumb into her palm and pushed it firmly into Katy. Her muscles gave a moment of resistance initially then let her in to the widest part of her hand where they restricted her once more, but she was on a mission now and Katy was dangerously wet, ripe for the taking. In a moment where time seemed to stretch, Rihanna narrowed her hand slightly and pressed harder, ramping up the pressure before Katy could react to it, before there was a stretching and her whole hand glided rapidly inside the American singer as she gave a deep, intense grunt and Rihanna's wrist was suddenly snugly engulfed by her hot vagina. Katy's muscles immediately clamped down harder than they had all night, gripping hard at her wrist, but it was too late by then as she already had her hand buried deep in the Californian.

"Fuck," Katy growled throatily as she arched up from the bed, just letting her pussy clench down intently at Rihanna's invading hand as she tried to take in the sensations of everything, never having been filled up so fully. Rihanna just waited until Katy's body relaxed, her muscles giving a few more squeezes at her wrist as she relaxed again, her pussy loosening up once more. It was again a soft, silky playground for Rihanna, and she wasted no time in steadily but inexorably getting her hand moving, setting her fingers and starting to properly fist Katy, her arm stiff and purposeful as she worked her hand deep inside of Katy, pushing her thumb out to rub at her G-spot somewhat as she did. Katy only gave a couple of shifts and squeezes before giving an unmistakeable groan of pleasure, liking what Rihanna was bringing to her.

"Oh yeah that's it, just relax," Rihanna purred, getting off on Katy enjoying it, loving introducing her girlfriend to something new. She just set to work then, moving her hand more briskly inside Katy, relishing the feel of her smooth, hot pussy around her, enveloping and squeezing at her, letting her thumb push back on the slightly rough area of her G-spot as Katy grunted and gasped beneath her, unable to contain herself at the immense stimulation she was receiving now even if she wanted to temper Rihanna's belief in its effect. Her hands twisted in the bed covers and her toes curled, resisting pulling her legs up as she was overwhelmed with sensation at her first ever fisting, Rihanna pumping her hand inside her quite hard now, simulating things in ways she'd never felt before and doing it in such a way that it wasn't too much, just enough to almost overwhelm her though and that drove her wild. Her orgasm was already building, she could feel it, and despite her clit not being touched she knew it was on its way.

"Fuck, Rihanna," Katy breathed, writhing on the bed and pushing her hips into her impaling hand, digging her fingers into the bed now as she built up towards her climax. She'd never felt like this before, but knew that she would let Rihanna do this again without question. If it went too long, she'd have to ask her, such was the pleasure of this new sensation to her body, though she was sure Rihanna would know once this was all said and done. Rihanna sped up now, knowing Katy was close to orgasm, seeing her not only writhing on the bed before her but feeling the squeezes and wetness of her pussy. She knew she was close to climax so pressed on, her fist now almost pumping wetly inside her, rubbing at every sensitive area she could as much as possible to bring on the now inevitable orgasm. Katy gave a shudder and quickening breaths, becoming short and raspy before her pussy started clenching quickly in the last few seconds, telling Rihanna clearly what was coming. Well, that it was Katy.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck..." Katy growled, almost not wanting to climax, both because she was somewhat embarrassed at an orgasm from the fisting she'd initially refused and because she wanted Rihanna to keep going. It was too late though, she was past the point of no return and felt the peak rushing up on her, her pussy clenching hard at Rihanna's wrist in the last few seconds before she exploded, silently impressed that the Bajan could actually keep going as she did. With a tight arch up and knees pulled back up she let out a wail of climax as she abruptly exploded, her pussy clenching so hard she was sure she'd break Rihanna's arm, stopping her moving finally as she orgasmed hard, really hard. She twisted and writhed on the bed, her head pushing back into the covers beneath her head as she drowned in her hair, tangling with her tongue as she rasped a sound of utter release and ecstasy with volume that would surely shake the walls.

With her pussy giving its initial, lasting clench, Rihanna had to pause a moment before Katy's muscles gave a flutter and then changed into rapid pulses, gripping her still but more softly, allowing her to move and briskly fist her again for a final few seconds, her hand and fingers stimulating every nerve ending and taking her all the way. After that few, tense seconds, Katy gave a shudder and heavy, desperate grunt, combined with squeezing her thighs together on Rihanna's invading arm.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop," she gasped, reaching down to fumble at her arm at the same time, desperately overwhelmed in that moment. Rihanna stopped, not wanting to push things any further, knowing she had Katy now and would be able to fist her again in the future since this had been so successful. There was a couple of minutes where Katy, covered in a sheen of sweat and feeling the heat radiating from her, overwhelming her, gasped and gradually regained her breath while Rihanna just held still, relaxing her hand within her and realising how much it needed a rest, feeling tight and cramped at the effort she'd put in. With Katy recovering, Rihanna knelt up a little and started drawing her hand back, making the singer push up from the bed to look down, resting on her elbows as she watched her girlfriend extract her hand. She kept cool and relaxed, her pussy forgiving as Rihanna pulled back, and after a second of resistance again from Katy's muscles, she smoothly withdrew her hand as Katy gave a sigh of sensation at it, and concealed relief that she'd easily removed it.

"And that's fisting," Rihanna said with a smile, looking up at Katy triumphantly.

"I love it," Katy said with a defeated smile, before flopping back onto the bed as Rihanna dried her hand off.

"Good, it won't be the last time," Rihanna said with a smile, standing up with stiff legs, pausing to stretch a moment and get movement back. Katy didn't reply, but silently hoped it wouldn't be after such a positive introduction to it. Wasting no time, Rihanna climbed onto the bed over Katy, energetically bouncing past her as she swiftly turned around to kneel over her.

"What are you doing," Katy asked, reaching up to let her hands rub smoothly over Rihanna's toned legs as she positioned herself.

"Getting mine, it's pay back time," Rihanna murmured, lowering her sweet ass and slick pussy expertly down towards Katy's mouth as she straddled her. Katy mumbled as she made contact, physically muffling her, before she lifted up a little again and was immediately greeted by Katy's tongue, the now-skilful muscle flicking out and instantly landing on her clit to make her sigh softly in pleasure.

"That's it," she murmured, closing her eyes and rocking her hips slightly as the Californian started briskly tonguing at her button, working her just right.

"Mm yeah eat that pussy," she said, just enjoying the sensations as the pop star got to work on her, flicking her tongue back and forth before she moved down to take longer strokes up the whole of her smoothly waxed pussy. Her tongue split the lips slightly as she drew up it, teasing her inner labia and taking in her thick, sweet juices as she worked back up to her clit each time, delving underneath the soft hood to put a slight circle of her tongue onto the delicate nub. Rihanna, already very horny, was now gasping, finding herself approaching orgasm quite rapidly.

"Damn you've got good at this," Rihanna breathed, acknowledging the excellent work of Katy beneath her. Katy didn't pause to respond, simply continuing and then grasping Rihanna's thighs firmer as she pressed her face in hard and thrust her tongue as deep as possible inside her Bajan lover, making her inhale at the sensation of the strong, twisting tongue inside her as Katy thrust and worked it inside her several times, diving in and out, feeling Rihanna's muscles squeeze and grasp at her every time before she withdrew and lapped up her lips again, feeling the RnB singer's muscles tensing as she held her legs. After a few more hesitating licks, she delved in again and this time dragged her tongue firmly over Rihanna's tight asshole, making her squeeze in response as she did with a shuddering sigh of pleasure as she did, tempting Katy to do it more, loving how the tight ring clenched as she probed at it.

"Don't tease me bitch," Rihanna said with a smile, loving what Katy was doing but not in the mood to play about right now. Katy smiled to herself and pulled down harder on Rihanna's thighs as she gave a final probe of her tongue and then refocused herself on the sweet pussy above her, immediately sinking her tongue deeply again and then working the lips with her own. Rihanna signed again in pleasure and rested her hand on Katy's pelvis, an intimate touch that belayed her trust as she worked at her. Going all out now, the American aggressively tongued at her clit, working intently through her soft hood, occasionally flicking underneath it as she attacked and applied herself to bring Rihanna to climax with complete confidence. She mused momentarily that it was such a change, her eating pussy so happily, but pushed it from her mind as she paid attention to what she was doing, ignoring the ache building in her tongue as she pushed it to the maximum to bring Rihanna pleasure.

"Fuck don't stop," Rihanna breathed hurriedly as she felt a tremble of pre-orgasmic pleasure ripple through her, her climax approaching fast as Katy held on tight and worked her tongue over every soft fold she could. With her orgasm coming up quickly, Katy turned it up to eleven as she suddenly switched to just working on her clit, kissing and sucking at it, working her tongue up and down, side to side, around it and in a general flurry to offer every possible stimulation, which she knew Rihanna loved. As Rihanna gasped and dug her nails into Katy, she switched to hard, fast circling motions of her tongue around her clit, delivering maximum stimulation and bringing on the climax, Rihanna shuddering and twitching for a few seconds, grabbing short breaths, before she suddenly let out a wail of pleasure and ground down into Katy's mouth hard, marvelling at how great she had got at this as she came hard. Katy didn't stop, licking and kissing at her most intimate area as she shook and twisted over her, pinning her down to the bed through the groans and breaths of climax.

After a few seconds of utter pleasure, the orgasm faded and she was sensitive to Katy's excellent efforts, lifting herself up on shaky knees, balancing on a hand to get out the way, though Katy immediately stopped, reading the situation perfectly. Taking a couple of breaths, Rihanna carefully lifted her knee over Katy to get off and then collapsed on the bed beside her, feeling sexually satisfied and pretty exhausted now after everything.

"Fuck, that hit the spot," Rihanna murmured, flopped on the bed the opposite way up to Katy. The Californian didn't reply but took her hand, squeezing it hard and then just holding it as they basked in their post-pleasure moment. After a few minutes of lying together they stirred, moving to crawl tiredly back up the bed and slide properly into it, pushing their smooth legs beneath the light covers as they slipped in beside each other. Pulling close together, their arms drawing around one another, they shared a soft but intense kiss, their tongues gently playing before they settled into the pillows.

"We should come on holiday more often," Rihanna said softly with a smile, gazing over Katy's beauty.

"Mmhm," Katy murmured in reply, already dozing off.

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To be continued...

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